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Assigned by the Teacher, Written by Me.
What I come up with when I'm given a writing assignment.
Regret But No Repentence
His hand trembled as he closed the book.
Short Story
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Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening