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A Theoretical Mother

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Adrenaline rushes through me. My hands sweat, and I bite my lip fiercely till it bleeds. Tension fills my whole entire body, and there is simply no way for me to escape it. Not that I want to, for that fact. How can you get through this? I am technically your mother after all. I’m a pretty cruel mother. I …

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Freewrite: The Color of Rust

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Preview: I had been laying in my bed today, in midst of dream and consciousness, and this twisted story came to mind (something that usually happens as I dream). It’s a free write, so it’s rough, and I just let my brain go, and let the character unfold. It’s definitely unfinished, but it’s going somewhere. Work in Progress: The Color …