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ArtistThe cold night wind blew hard against my skin, and mamma's shawl wasn't enough to keep me warm. I shivered and took a turn down the alley behind the school. Wet tears began to fall down my face. What was happening to me? I sobbed. Then there, on the floor of the alley, a smiling mask, cracked and stained with blood I picked it up, the smile made me feel good in the hard times, I placed it onto my face and instantly, it locked in, changing my life for the worst.
I generated an excerpt from a book I am writing called Happy Face.