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Weekly Contest #140
I remember the cold, damp ground. I remember the red liquid oozing from my near lifeless body. How the grass felt, how the wind felt, my limbs unable to move. I remember feeling like I was watching my body from above, dissociated, cold and waiting. It had been a day like any other Wednesday, I’d taken the bus to work in a small independent coffee shop. Not a bad job, good colleagues, good customers. Like any day, I’d got in, served the regulars, made small talk, put on a nice smile. After I’d finished I said bye to everyone and walke...
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