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15 minute Freewrite

Todd was walking by the university office when he looked up and saw a group of plants all pressed against the window.  He stopped for a moment, as if caught in a net.  Why did these plants seem to call out to him, he wondered.  He tried really hard to imagine what was on the other side of that window.  It looked so innoucous at first glance, but these plants clearly were put there by someone, possibly to make the room seem more cheery and now, here they were, choking off all of the light, wilting, trying, it seemed, to escape. Read the rest of this entry »