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Submitted to Contest #20
Wesley’s alarm was rude enough to wake him up at 5 a.m.—such an ungodly hour. The sun hadn’t even broken through the clouds yet, his room still bathed in darkness. Wesley rolled over, pressing one of his pillows to his ear. It did nothing to drown out the incessant, high-pitched beeping of the alarm. He checked his phone, and groaned. Why wasn’t it Friday yet? The weeks always seemed to drag—it was as though Wesley was slugging through honey, his footsteps agonisingly slow. He rolled out of bed—it was closer to 6 a.m. at this time—...
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