The psychiatrist gave me a bottle with round, shiny things that he wants me to swallow every night before I go to bed. Sugar told me to do as he said so I did.
I didn’t have any nightmares all night.
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Short Story"There are lots of lies in this world. Lots of horror and darkness and torture and hopelessness. But if I got the opportunity to remove one of them the answer would not require hesitation. The answer would be simple, short and without regret. Take a...
