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Weekly Contest #79
Mom–the woman in the hospital bed finished her stories. Every part of me wished that they were fictional. But, it seemed that every fictional story was grounded in some truth. “Elijah,” the woman began, “you have to understand that I did it for you, to protect you. I love you, Elijah.” I gained back a little of my voice. “No,” I whispered. The woman’s face broke at that word. “No, you-you’re lying. But-but—” A sob broke my words. The woman shook her head. Tears appeared in her eyes. “You killed them?” I asked. Nothing was making sense. She...
I was awake long before I opened my eyes. I lay on my back, my head resting on a plush pillow and facing a window, the sunlight red against my eyelids. There was some warmth from the burning orb on my dark face. There should have been an overwhelming sensation of pain, but I felt nothing. My movements were restricted. I listened intently to my surroundings. The beeping of medical machinery was audible. There were hushed voices outside of my room. Finally, realizing there was nothing to fear, I opened my eyes. A mistake. Seated in fr...
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