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By Ashley Perez Morales, Staff Writer

My heart pounded, just thinking about 

What day it was I had thought to myself…

The wind grew stronger and stronger

The leaves rustling on a breezy night

It was the start of fall, the kids were outside 

On the curb sitting on the rocky, worn-out cement

The little girl kicking the leaves, enjoying the last

Of her childhood; she didn’t know what she could except tomorrow 

So she enjoyed the last of it, as I shut off my phone, deleting the last

  video I had and went outside to the curb where it all was;

I thought to myself I really wished it didn’t end I wasn’t ready to let go yet.