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Submitted to Contest #243
There are gaps in my memories. Small ones that feel like the little holes squirrels dig to bury their food for winter. I don’t know why my mind would be saving these gaps though unless it were trying to save me from something, squirreling them away until they are useful. My first thought when I awoke was that I had been lied to, a realization that came as the drugs they gave me sent me drifting peacefully into sleep. I fell asleep on a worn-down cot with a thin pillow beneath my head and the snapping of the tent around me. Before I opened m...
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