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**This story depicts a dead body and blood, nothing too gore-y or detailed though!"** I stared in complete disbelief of the dead body laying idle next to my feet. The scratches covering his body allowed for his blood to leak out all over the floor. My flat mate Samantha broke the silence, “Well, we can’t just leave him there, drooling all over the carpet. Do you know how difficult it is to get thick dark liquid out of this material? Well, I do.”. She briskly scanned the room to be sure no one was listening before she continued. “Three mon...
What is my worth? I thought to myself as I stared at the ceiling as blank as my future. I feel as though I do not deserve any of this. I felt as though I did not deserve any of this, that I didn’t work hard enough or faced enough struggles. My body was comforted by the soft mattress, plush blankets, and fluffed pillows all the while my soul seemed to favor getting lost in an existentialist state. Every day I woke up to work and daily I failed to find my purpose, to feel as if I was accomplishing anything worth something. At least she’s a n...
The interviewer is sitting on the other side of the polished wood table, reading over my meticulously crafted resumé with only a slightly intimidating posture. Nevertheless, I am prepared to crush this ten-minute conversation. Or wait, am I supposed to be in here for thirty minutes? Doesn’t matter. Either way, I am sitting in this chair with the utmost confidence. Well actually, I am starting to feel a bit nervous. Maybe it’s just the lack of air conditioning. Or perhaps it is the just the fact that hospitals make me unexplainably anxious. ...
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