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Submitted to Contest #309
DISCLAIMER: This story contains sensitive content relating to mental health, specifically schizophrenia. It also contains concepts relating to loss and grief. STORY:‘Stupid,’ the voice whispers. It hisses and pleads relentlessly. ‘That’s what you are. Stupid’ Reaching for the bread in the toaster that’s been sitting for an hour, it burns my hands. Logically, my mind is aware that after well over an hour of a piece of bread sitting all lonesome, the heat would have escaped. It should have and would have cooled down by now. It should not feel ...
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