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Submitted to Contest #98
I wasn’t mad that no one believed me. I was mad because I had to suffer mostly alone and no one would understand why until it was too late. Too late for me of course. Just me. The funny thing is that when I first found out about what was going to happen, I wasn’t scared so much as confused. Most people don’t find out their going to die until the heart line on the electrocardiogram falls to solid. Or moments before their car slams into another. Accidents happen. The thing about me was that I knew I was going to die, and I knew it was going t...
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