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Submitted to Contest #277
I had assumed it was my period. Heavy cramping, numbed by painkillers, with bleeding so strong it stained my favourite pair of jeans. Just the everlasting part of being a woman. After a few days, though, my period would gradually get easier, and in a week disappear into nonexistence again. That time, it was the opposite. After class, I ran to the university restroom. The cramps were getting unbearable and no pills would help anymore. Sitting down on the toilet seat, gripping the walls with both hands, trying not to crumble down to the floor,...
I use writing as therapy. English is my second language, so I apologise for mistakes in advance.
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