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Submitted to Contest #97
The standing clock struck twelve and the boy’s eyes were still wide open. He was playing with his watch, putting it on and off, on and off. His bedroom lay in a blanket of the dark, only one thin sliver of light peeking through the curtains. It was fighting a fierce battle against the darkness. The darkness was winning. Although his eyelids felt like lead, he couldn’t sleep. Every time he gave in, she appeared. He sat up and immediately fell back down on his cushion. There was a throbbing pain in his side. He was fighting a battle similar to...
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