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Submitted to Contest #97
Andy pulled the blanket over his head, wrapping himself up like a mummy, despite the warmth of the night. His fists were tightly clenched around the blanket, holding it firmly in place on top of him. Small, salty tears somehow managed to squeeze out through the corners of his eyes, even though he had them squeezed shut so tightly that they ached. “It’s not real, it’s not real…” he repeatedly muttered to himself, over and over. Like he could somehow convince himself if only he repeated it enough times. He tried hard to convince hims...
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