Stressed

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Felicity I stare helplessly at the packages piled up on the porch. Granny said she canceled my credit card so it would stop. But this doesn't look like it's working. Most of them are addressed to Felicity Sterns with a couple even saying Noah's name. I will just throw them all straight into the trash can. One is halfway open and I see the small stuffed puppy in it. I take it out slowly. It's an exact replica of the one in my closet....fury takes over and I slam it into the ground. This is 'him', I know it. A petty way to continue to hurt me. I check inside the box and see the stuffed horse. It's different but close to mine. I am so angry, I start hacking into the boxes destroying most of it. My chest is heaving when I shake out of the angry haze. There's cloth and stuffing everywhere. Car

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