It was just beginning to grow dark when the long, black vehicle pulled up in front of the house. I was peering out from my bedroom window, past the blood-red curtains which had begun to violently flicker and wave into the room. My gaze turned toward the skies, which had become filled with impregnated, gray clouds. Glancing back down, I could see
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They are some curtains
strong enough to protect from wind.
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