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There was water everywhere in sight. It come as a quick flash of darkness and disappeared just as fast. But the damage stayed, just like when he left. He was gone just as fast as the storm. My mom said he would come back but he didn’t. I was just as afflicted as my town. The streets were littered with water, like the tears on my face when he left. The shops downtown were unreachable, the parks flooded, and the streets rushing in water.  Everyday got harder waiting for the damage to be done, the pain to go away. But the stores never reopened, the parks stayed soggy, and the streets never dried. Then I realized he wasn’t coming back. The damage wasn’t done, the pain didn’t go away. I was forever damaged.

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