Death Metal

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My friend placed the black headphones on my head as the death metal music faded in, louder and louder. The volume was now the loudest it could possibly be as the music blared in my ears, I could barely listen to the gibberish coming from the speaker. My head pounded but my friend stared at me with testing eyes. It felt as if blood were about to pour from my aching eardrums.

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