It was not the fact that the woman was blind that unnerved me so much about her; rather, it was the fact that she complimented me on the color of my coat.
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Vaguely ominous short stories
HorrorPlease don't tell me my writing is bad. You can tell me why, but not just that it's bad. Writing is hard and I'm doing my best. Believe me, if I wasn't, I'd be on the ground with a bullet in my brain right now.
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It was not the fact that the woman was blind that unnerved me so much about her; rather, it was the fact that she complimented me on the color of my coat.
