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Submitted to Contest #55
I took in a deep breath and brushed my hand through my hairs. The traffic was busy with all those cops blocking the roads, every few minutes. The cab I was riding, was hardly moving before it stopped again. But I had to hurry and reach the hospital as soon as possible, and hence, I couldn't help but be more anxious by the minute. I looked up at my reflection in the rear view mirror of the cab. It hardly showed my forehead and my eyes. My common dark brown eyes. They were both shaped almost like my sister's. They could've ...
"3700 dummies have been sent to the families of dead around the world this week." Dr. Philip reported to Dr. Gilbert, the head of the project. He nodded to him before speaking to Dr. Smith. "How many more subjects do we need Dr. Smith?" She pushed her glasses before speaking. "Doctor, we have witnessed 17800 deaths till now, we still need 1200 subjects to complete the count of 20000." She spoke in a stiff voice. "Okay." Dr. Gilbert nodded to her as well. After a minute of silence he looked up at Dr. Das. All the other exper...
A struggling writer and poet by heart and soul. And an ambitious human by skin and bones.
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