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Growing Up

April 22, 2016
By BreanaSmits GOLD, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
BreanaSmits GOLD, Oshkosh, Wisconsin
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The temple towers over my timid form
quaking in fear with the thinnest of armor
to cover my flesh.
Jumping off my horse
my chain-mail hits against the meager armor.

I softly scamper to the squeaky door
and hit the bell sleeping on the side of the structure.
The door opens but no one is there to greet me.

I step on the tan tiles beneath my
steel toed shoes, 
looking throughout the dimly lit room.
I see paintings and stone walls,
but no one is there to greet me.



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