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His shoulders were slumped and his eyes cast down in a mournful gaze. His mouth was set in a semi-pout. He kicked a stone along the sidewalk with the side of his mud-splattered soccer boot as he replayed the worst moments of the game. 3-0 to Evesham High, of all the schools they could have lost to. They'd never live it down.

By bananasplit, October 28, 2013.
General

The dog hung his head low. The table was laden with the thanksgiving meal. The air tasted so delicious and he might never get a bite. He cast his sad eyes up to the table as the rest of the pack sat down, then he slumped noisily in a heap, turning his head away.

By bananasplit, October 28, 2013.