Breathe in, breathe out. It hurts so much. Can't take it any longer, need to get away.
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Breathe in, breathe out. It hurts so much. Can't take it any longer, need to get away.
I had been sitting at the front of the school bus when it happened.
She didn’t need fangs, and a cross wouldn’t have kept her away, only an unpaid co-pay.
Pinch your nose, I tell him. He’s half crying, half giggling as I wipe his hands and face, as I remove his bloody clothes.
I watch myself as I run through the apartment, screaming her name. This is a movie and I am not me but someone paid to be me who doesn’t quite know how to move in my body.