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Weekly Contest #369
I clutched my right shoulder tightly with my left hand to soothe the shooting pain that was coming in waves, as if just pressing it hardly would make it go away. It was just getting torturous. It had been three months since my father had left us. It felt like a lifetime, if I had to be honest. Everyone said time would heal the pain of this loss. But why did it feel like the other way around? With each passing second, it felt like I was waking up slowly after living through a brutal nightmare. Like some fog was getting cleared, and ...
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