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"Moving On" by allison_kitty11
Very few remembered the name of this nearly abandoned road, and the few families that still lived there were not a social bunch. Located at the very end of the road was an old, worn down wooden neohome that looked as though nobody had lived in it for years. However, if one looked closely, they would notice in the old grimy window, a small blue furry face was gazing out of it, watching the street. Of course, nobody ever noticed this little lonely pet as she waited by the window...

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