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Weekly Contest #52
I slowly open my eyes. Everything's a blur. I slowly sit upright, rubbing my head. "Wh.. where am I?" Something warm oozes along my fingertips. I can feel it drip down my neck. It trickles along my shoulder, staining my clothes, the smell of copper and alcohol wipes burn my nose. I look down to see I'm in a gown, a red-stained, itchy gown. Then, I remember. They came barging into our house with guns. Big guns painted black, like the night sky. My mother grabbed my sister and ran in fear, but they shot them both, red spilling everywhere. The...
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