Bruises - A Short Story
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Last published Thu, Aug 7, 2014
Another scratch. This one worse than the other, it's tearing my skin, though it doesn't hurt. The snow starts coming down, falling slowly the same way the scratch seemed to fall down my leg. My leg is covered in blood and snow, yet somehow there is still no pain. I'm fascinated, stuck in a trance watching both the snow and blood fall on the ground.
The next thing I know, I'm laying in a hospital bed.
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