The Bombing

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*Sunday 1:00pm*
Good morning world, I look forward to slowly having another part of my soul start to die.
I roll over on my bed and see a man standing outside of my cell door creepily watching me.
"Who are you and why are you watching me?"
The man doesn't answer he just takes me to a room and leaves me in there.
"Who are you?"
"You shouldn't be worried about who I am, you should be worried about what's coming.
*15 minutes later*
Oh, my, gosh. How long are they going to leave me in here? More importantly why did they leave me here?
All of a sudden I hear a loud noise, then another one, before I know it a bomb lands right next to me and fire surrounds me. I hear a buzzing noise in my ears and I can hardly keep my eyes open.
The next thing I know my eyes are closed my body is still and I'm just laying in the burning feeling like I'm going to die.

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