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Every day when I went to school, I would
come home to something unexpected, and the day that I took this
photograph was no different. On this day, I found my sister spread
out on the lawn with all of her belongings, trying to sell much of
what she owned, all the while talking to herself and grinning with
happiness. Luckily no one came my sister's sale, most likely because
they were too scared to come too close.
Actually, I don't think she
was successful in selling anything of her "past life" at
this sale, which as her sign says, was one of her goals. I guess she
just had to hold onto the life she had for a little bit longer
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