Phone Directory- Tiny Tale

For the longest time, he believed that all the contacts in his phone directory were now dead. Little did he know that it was his corpse that was smelling.

For the longest time, he believed that all the contacts in his phone directory were now dead. Little did he know that it was his corpse that was smelling.
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When the trees bear the colours of rust, I know it’s autumn. My favourite time of the year.

He would sit behind the mesh curtains and watch the rain pelt the newly born grass. It was like a treat to his eyes. Still, he wouldn’t leave his room because the world appeared a lot different when outside.

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