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CONTENT WARNING: this story deals with themes of pregnancy, abortion, and other topics that may be sensitive to some readers. The room is green. I always pictured O.R.’s the way you’d see them in movies. Dark walls, an unnecessarily giant room, a big gallery window. This was not that. I woke up and the walls were mint, the room was small and people were crowding all around me. They were all wearing masks and gloves. It felt impersonal. I was not comfortable. I was in pain and scared and a little drowsy. “How are you feeli...
Since we stopped being a “we” I have been in a constant game of double dutch Where one rope is my head And the other being my heart. When I finally get over the nagging thoughts The thoughts that beg to text you, The thoughts that understand, The thoughts that wish it as different, The thoughts that regret it all, The thoughts that are so happy I got to experience it, The thoughts that want us back. I am thrown over the feelings in my heart. I’m sad, I’m mad, I’m hurt, I’m in lo...
Submitted to Contest #203
It’s my birthday. We are at the beach in the middle of winter. The sand is covered in snow and the lake is covered in ice. He’s very jittery. He can’t stop smiling and in return neither can I. I love this boy. He walked us to a clearing. To the left was the beach. To the right were trees that make up a forest. The last time he and I were on this beach it was summer. There was a party and he and I were barely even friends. I had made a bet whether he was going to get with this girl. Now I’m the only girl I ever want to se...
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