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The setting sun had shone through the dearly departed trees, and the light bounced off the dozens of still shiny tombstones.

Jackie Busche, Staff Writer

May 16, 2014

If I hadn’t complained, none of it would have happened. We would have just stayed where we were. All of us would be happily intact, still playing computer games in Damon’s bedroom. But, like always, I screwed things up. “Guys, let’s go do something. I’m bored,” I informed my two friends. “Let’s...

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Jackie Busche