The Valpo Core Reader
 

Authors

Karen Marsho

Document Type

Narrative Essay

Publication Date

1992

Excerpt

The chime of a grandfather clock echoed through the house and told me that it was only one in the morning. I yearned for the time to pass quickly. Lying wide awake, I noticed all that was around me. Debbie's collection of Barbie dolls was strewn all over the floor, along with her grass-stained clothing and muddy shoes. Through the partially opened blinds, the moonlight created strange shadows in her room. I wondered if her closet door was completely closed. I hoped so.

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