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The soft blue sky absorbed the smoke and spread it around creating a veil of pale grey that settled on the people below.
Jamie always tried to listen to the people who spoke to her, but in this house she felt free to just enjoy the scenery. She knew exactly what they were saying anyways, so instead of listening to the woman across from her, she began following the curves of the home she had built. From where she sat in the living room she could see the entirety of the one room house and the gorgeous glacial lake nearby out her floor to ceiling windows.
I originally wrote this piece junior year for a creative writing challenge in which I was supposed to address ocean pollution through a short story. I figured posting an old story would motivate me to finish one of the many newer ones I have hidden in my computer!