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Submitted to Contest #101
TW: gore, murder I stood there in my dimly lit room. That was one of the few things my mother allowed me to choose...the lighting of my room. Not that it mattered. I just wanted something to match my dimly lit world. I was staring at the mirror. I never used to do that. I don’t go out of the house much. And I am never told to dress to impress. However, I would glance at it once in a while. This time I look way different. There was a pool of blood at my feet. My shirt was dripping with cold red blood. My white shirt was badly stained, I would...
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