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Submitted to Contest #74
Two hundred and seventy five. I count the marks on the wall. Has it really been that long? I can’t even remember the day I was brought here. What did I have in here with me? A bed, a toilet, and a piece of chalk. There is no window where I am. I haven’t seen the sunshine in two hundred and seventy five days. I can’t remember what the heat feels like. I can’t remember the smell of grass or the feel of the wind through my hair. Here is my life. I see no one. I hear no one. The two inch slot in the bottom of my door opens twice a day to give m...
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