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Lessons
It was a Sunday night, and the pre work dread was beginning to sink deep into Nicki’s stomach. They sighed, flicking the switch on the kettle as they pulled a tub of hot chocolate from the cupboard. The weekend had sped past them, and now, as the clock crept closer to midnight, Monday was watching…
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I Am Become Death
I am a monster. My therapist disagreed. My parents were so proud. They made sure that everyone in town knew that I was responsible for their safety. My girlfriend looked at me with a kind of frightened, begrudging respect. I don’t think that she ever loved me, or even really liked me, but she was…