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Weekly Contest #377
It was dark where they buried me. The cold, damp soil clung to my torn clothes as if it was terrified to let go. Worms and maggots wriggled their way through the dirt looking for any orifice to call their new home. My ears, my nose, my mouth. It was a bittersweet feeling to know that even after death, the body could still grow new life. Just not yours. I had told myself that once it was all over, the pain would go away. I would finally be free as spirits were. I would get to move on and experience the afterlife. It’s interesting how people c...
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