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It surrounded her, pressing in from all corners. It started quiet, like a whisper over a shoulder. It started like an old TV, whining underneath the static of the mic. It started like the jolt of panic that stabs when the buzzing of a hornet floats around your head. It started swiftly, and then crashed down. She felt her hands trembling, as the crowd around fell into hysterics. She didn’t laugh. She didn’t move. The laughter seemed eerie, not contagious. Something was off about it. The way that everyone just kept it going, the way their shou...
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The mist hanging on a gust stung her freckled nose as she peered at the island in the distance. Flakes of skin peeled in her peripheral vision, remnants of her sunburn from a few days back. She had stood at this spot each morning, just as the sky turned rosy, and the fog began to peel back from the coast. Her thumbs kneaded the sides of her stomach, knots had formed again, willing her body away from the lapping waves. The tumbling rocks sounded like rain dripping through the gutters on a summer evening, sounded like Her bedroom in their chil...
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