Don t bother her, Julie s mother whispered to her father, who nodded. Julie felt horrible. Not because she d eaten too many chips, but because she felt like she hated everything for some reason. She actually missed Anonymous, and she wondered how he was doing in Iraq. He had aided them on the journey through her house, and almost died doing it. Julie (for the third or fourth time) ran her fingers down the scar on her neck. She d carry the dire memory forever, now. She hated that.
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