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Ali

5/15/05
“Hi” I looked up startled and tried to hide my hand behind my back. There was a girl the same age as me standing in front of me.
“Who…Who are you?” I asked still hiding my hand.
“I’m Ali, you don’t have to hide your hand.” She said.
“What?” I said very surprised.
“Your hand…you don’t have to hide it. I know your secret.”
“I…I don’t know what your talking about.”
“It’s okay.” she sat down, “I’m one too.” Suddenly the book I was holding floated out of my hand and into Ali’s.
“See” she said giving the book back.
“you did that?” I asked. She nodded. I wasn’t alone in the world anymore.

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