I don't think I lost consciousness. But I must've because the clearing is different. The night retreated, and the fire is completely gone. Somehow, that doesn't give me a good feeling. More like the opposite. But the girl is still laughing. And she sounds closer now. 10 steps away. 5 steps. 3 steps. 2 steps. 1 step. My breath catches in my throat, she's standing right next to me.
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Short StoryA girl questions the meaning of death and goes through an emotional roller coaster.
