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Submitted to Contest #268
That damn scratching grated against my ears. I loathed that sound, the sound of wasted seconds as I repeatedly tried to jam my key into the lock. The shaking was manageable most times, but it was shit like this that made me curse the burn that scorched my throat and fucked me up day after day. This fucking lock was the only thing standing in the way of another wasted night spent wasted. I hated that ever-growing pile of bills by my door. I kicked over two more, unsure if they were for rent, utilities, unpaid parking tickets, or whatever else...
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