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Submitted to Contest #66
I can see my breath, but I don't feel cold, even though my clothes are ripped and soaked. I don’t know where I am, but this place feels familiar. The cobble stone streets filling up with rain, and old buildings with their signs fading away with every drop. My long hair starts feeling heavier with every minute; I need to get out of the street. I fear I wont make it to wherever I'm supposed to go. “Smack”. The back of my head and spine hit the brick wall behind me so hard I’m no longer holding myself up anymore. I don't see his eyes, his flopp...
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