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Short Story It had been about one-thirty in the morning at the town of Homestead Michigan. The almost florescent light of the moon bouncing off the new puddles that coated the ground. The grass and trees were covered in a thin layer of water causing every small beam of light to reflect back up. Anyone who may have been outside at this time could have without double, smelled the mix of fresh dirt and night crawlers. Since the moonlight started to fade away through the cloud cover, three buses left there way through the streets and parked in front of HHS, the local high school. Since the team started to depart the bus, the numbered shorts and jerseys slowly made there way back to there cars. As Rich opened his door and nearly collapsed in his seat he wondered if the game which they had only arrived from was worth the embarrassment that his team suffered by the 110-53 victory by there rival group. Rich slumped the remainder of the way to his car buckling up and starting the engine. After a night as bad as this one all he desired was to get home and eventually get to sleep. Rich put his car in drive and gradually made his way into the road in front of the school. As Rich made his way beyond the barber shop on Vine road he started thinking about when he got home all that he had been going to do was to slide into his addresses and fall into sleep and now have to even wake early in the afternoon. thump thump. Rich snapped his eyes open s.. .