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Edge Part 3: Encounter I rubbed my hand over my face, taking in a deep breath of moist, summer morning air. My body may have been walking down the road, dark with the color of a sky at six in the morning, but my mind was still in bed...The nerve of my mother. Most of my life is still in boxes, and yet she wakes me up Friday morning to go to school... Because missing that one day was going to ruin my life if I didn't go... I suppose that's her frame of mind. I was so out of it I didn't even bother to complain.Edge Part 3: Encounter by Homba
The walk to school really wasn't so long. I could practically see the end of the wide yellow road laid out in front of me, tall grass and twisted steel rising into the dim summer sky on either side. From there, it would be just a short turn away. And once I dug my bike out from whatever box filled hole the moving men had dumped it into, I could get there in only a few minutes.
As my mind began to focus,