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Submitted to Contest #79
It hurts. I swirl the ice in my cup, ignoring the way my heart clenches at the very sight of him. God, it hurts so bad. The party isn't overly loud or obnoxious, but my head throbs, signaling an oncoming migraine. People have tried talking to me, but I probably seem far from sober, seeing how I'm dead, for all intents and purposes. I've been absolutely gutted. Dawn's laughing with him, like they don't have a care in the world. I wish she didn't. She deserves everything good this shitty little town has to offer and more. She might as ...
Submitted to Contest #63
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. It hurt to breathe- I knew I wasn't actually inhaling smoke, but I could smell it. Taste it on the wind. Feel it in my lungs. And it was painful, god, it was. How do you tell your mind what you see and feel isn't real? "Artemis, can we go?" Leila stood next to me, hands on the straps of her backpack. I hadn't gone to school in months. "Please, leave me alone," I whispered, but she just laughed. It was malicious. I knew Leila would never laugh at me like that. But I saw her do it. Did it...
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