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Weekly Contest #340
I did not first open my eyes to the glaring lights of a hospital room, never released my first, heartbreaking cry, never caught my breath under the gaze of my concerned mother. I was created. Plastic and heat, pressure and pain, that's all I have ever been, all I have ever known. My first memory is disaster.I don't recall much of it, just the things that resonated deep inside me: the heartache of the only home I had ever known being taken away, the dampness of the bottom of something brown and foul smelling, the pain of my peers being launch...
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