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The sky rumbled low and heavy, like a giant turning in his sleep. Raindrops tapped against the windows of Mira’s house as she stared outside, her cheek pressed to the cold glass.
She loved the rain. But today, something felt different. The wind howled like it was looking for something… or someone.
“Mira!” called her mother from the kitchen. “Don’t be late coming back!”
Written By- Krishna Bhardwaj
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