Story

I was going home earlier and I just imagined a story in my mind:

Outside with the cool evening breeze, the sun was setting, coloring the sky with an orange hue.

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Not in the mood anymore...this sucks so much. I hate it. Everytime I'm happy, something bad happens. I worry so much about my mom, but now I got to worry about my dad too. I really hope he doesn't have lung cancer. Though I know if he does, that's all his own fault, but I know he can't help it. Ugh why me?