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Submitted to Contest #307
I wake up to the sound of the rain hitting the window. It’s late Autumn now and the skies are always gray, gloomy. I miss the heat of the summer, lazy days floating in the river, the sun burning my skin while the cold water washes over it. The contrast setting my nerves alight. I groan as I wrestle my eyes open; through the small slits, I see Sam sloppily throwing his clothes on.“Shit, shit, shit” he mutters, as he fumbles to get his left leg in his pants.I rub my puffy eyes, coaxing them into opening further. I stayed out too late last nigh...
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