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The Map of Small Disasters
My grandma died last month. She left me an old folded map like it was treasure. At first? Junk. Then I saw them—tiny hand-drawn stars scattered across it. One on my old playground. One on the street corner where my bike flipped. One where I got jumped for my phone in sophomore year. Every place I'd ever gotten badly hurt. And there's one more star—one I've never been to.
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