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Submitted to Contest #41
Everything hurt. I swam through the rancid water, stained a dull grey from oil spills. A plastic band cut into my back, the salty water digging into my wound. I swallowed another mouthful of this filth and coughed. I struggled to continue, fighting against the tide against all costs. I could not swim forever or they would get me. Those fanged beasts that could smell blood from miles away. They could kill a small thing like me in a matter of seconds. Home couldn’t be far. I had to keep swimming. As I lifted my head towards the surface I heard...
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