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Submitted to Contest #334
I breathed heavily in the dusty, dark, attic, my mind spinning all around. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t take the mask out. It was too dangerous, COVID was lingering all over this apartment. The stale air, the worn out posters peeling slowly by slowly and the especially large tree trunk jutting in from the broken window, just waiting to take me out. I sighed, adjusting the black oval veil on my face, reminding myself what I was here for. Cleaning up this dreadful attic, creating a somewhat livable space for me and the rest of my “friend...
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