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Submitted to Contest #54
My steps on the wet sidewalk are heavy. The rain pours down, hitting my tightly pulled back hair and mingling with the tears on my cheeks. My heart feels like it’s a glass jar someone just threw onto the ground, pieces everywhere, sharp and jagged. My sobs are loud and audible. On any other day, I would be embarrassed, but today, I don’t care. Inside, I’m an empty, cold shell. The one person I loved, was gone. When they lowered my mother into the ground, I had felt numb. I had made myself feel numb. Now, I let my feelings flow freely, givi...
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