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Submitted to Contest #285
The Savior With my neck sticking to the thin plastic pillow and sweat beading on my forehead, I’m in and out of memories merging from indistinguishable dreams. Feeling a surge of adrenalin, I try to figure out what’s real by focusing on the sparse surroundings. I think I’m in one of the glaring-white hospice rooms under a thin white sheet, with one piece of bleeping equipment and a lonely steel chair. Pushing my brown, straggly, damp hair from my face, I pull myself up to sit with my back against the frail pillow. As though detecting my act...
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