He's talking to you.
Just nod.
You can't hear him anyway.
You can't hear anything.
He looks confused.
You weren't supposed to nod.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrya short story in which a person attempts to survive with its own controlling antagonist. - this is my first time writing a book. i would really appreciate constructive criticism. leave a comment and vote; whatever you want. - lowercase intended -
