100Wc #Week19

“Its extremely cold,” I muttered to Zar.  Just as I turned on to Clarington Road -my road- we stood in awe. For once the street lights were on. The view was – I can’t even describe it. ” Im speechless, its beautiful, Zara exclaimed, eyes glued to the lampost. The light glistened down brightly on the concrete floor. My eyes reflected in the moonlit sky. Smiling blissfully, I ran to my mother. “Mum, the lights are on,” I screamed with excitement. She wasnt in any of the rooms. I ran into the attic. There I found her crying uncontrollably on the floor.

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