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The loud ringing of the paper boy's bell awakened me. He rode his bike along the street, throwing the weekly newspaper at the heads of the neighborhood driveways. It was nine in the morning, and I was late for work. Quickly, I threw off my covers and proceeded to the bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush from the ceramic holder and opened a drawer to retrieve my bubble gum toothpaste. I've had a lingering appreciation for bubble gum-flavored items. They would remind me of my years of ignorance and carelessness. When there was no world pressing d...
Warning - The story contains the following:Mental health problemsPhysical violenceGoreMentions of suicideHarassment(Some sentences and statements are intentionally incorrect.)“How could I live in death?” is the question that plagued my brain in my moonlit room. It had happened all too fast and when I realized what had taken place, what had been done, I had simply gone mad! So yes, I walked this earth for a moment, dead. It was a dreadful time and beyond vacant. I had nothing, no one, and I had lost, even, myself. Nevertheless, I am here tell...
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