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I gripped the handle bars to my motorcycle and adjusted my backpack. Two days, I thought. Just two more days.I only see "my man" once a month. I live in San Diego, California. He lives in Dallas, Texas. I guess it's a little too far for my comfort, but he's the one. And I'd been looking forward to meeting him again since the last time I saw him.I veered out of the garage of my apartment complex and headed to work. I couldn't stop thinking about his perfect build and his deep voice that made me feel safe. He's smart and he's finishing his deg...
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I walked down the corridor. I couldn’t see in front of me at all, but the door I’m walking towards is burned into my mind. I don’t have to know how many steps it takes to get there. My body knows already.I turn left and open the door. The room is dark, like it always is. I close the door behind me, knowing if someone heard me or saw me, I’d be taken away and humiliated in front of thousands of people. I press a syringe into my neck and drop it. A few moments pass and the ground shifts beneath me and turns into soft earth, tall yellow grass b...
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