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Submitted to Contest #92
She didn’t know what she was doing until she had bitten her nails almost down to the bone. I couldn’t do anything but watch in horror as Giselle nipped at her cuticles, the aura around her more horrifying than I could explain in my mind. She needed a true distraction. That night, I drink my first shot of alcohol. Giselle is beside me at the bar, crying into her hands, and I wish I could hug her as she hiccups. “A-Ana, what am I going to do?” she wails, her voice barely audible over the roar of the music around us. “My parents hate me...
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