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Submitted to Contest #218
I had never been to a funeral before. This, I suppose, was my first and last. I had made a deal with the devil to be in the mourning room. Literally. Three hours up there and then you come back down here with me, he said. I saluted lazily before being pushed out of hell and into my funeral. The air is thick, so much so that I gag and nearly vomit inside of my coffin. Dragging my flimsy tongue over my metallic lips has me dry heaving. I evidently taste like death. The room is quiet. Damnit. I snap my mouth shut and ever so slowly brin...
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