Fiction

The figure stood before me. They resembled a person, at least in shape. But parts of it were dark, pitch blackness, while other parts of it were bright, so bright it burned my eyes looking too long. I let out …

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“Why is it so cold in my apartment? Why are my legs so sore after a full night asleep? Why did my water spill? Why am I out of tissues? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?”