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Weekly Contest #315
I don’t know why I’m writing this. There’s no logical point to it; you won’t read it. But here we are. I want to apologize beforehand for the handwriting. My hands are already shaking, and I haven’t even started. Honestly, I don’t know where to start with this. There’s so much that has happened, and even more I want to say. I don’t want to ramble and make this a mess either. Maybe it’ll be best to start at the beginning. It was March 20, 2007, when I opened my eyes for the first time. All I could see was darkness. I was scared, terrifie...
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