I can't decide which is worse; the clown outside my bedroom window, or the fact that I live on the second floor.
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I had swallowed every bite but, the gnawing, empty sensation of hunger was undiminished, so I turned my eye to the next child.
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I was begging her to forgive me, crying, telling her I didn't want things between us to end like this, but she'd heard enough, and continued cutting.
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The magician began sawing the woman in half, and I was utterly amazed at how long she stayed alive.
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"I haven't felt this confident in years," I said to Dr. Hill, admiring my new teeth in the mirror, relieved that inserting them had been easier than taking them from him.
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