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   I had opened the window that night. Nothing good was on, and I had already listened to music an excessive amount that day, and I had no one to talk to but my guide dog Rufus. So I opened a window, opting to listen to whatever songs that night sang.   Truth was that it had been a long day. School was nothing but yelling and the smell of nervous sweat as everyone pounced on one another to get home for Spring Break. It was a nightmare to navigate, especially with a cane. Mom and Dad started fussing the second I got home; they were to drive to some fancy dinner party that I wasn't supposed to go to, and they kept debating whether one should s