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Anemia (Completed)

Anemia (Completed)

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Mystery
This story is told out of order, through the perspective of a young man, whose mind is scattered after a tragic accident, or murder attempt. That's up to the reader to decide. More is revealed through each paragraph. Many subtle clues are given to hint as to what happened. It is meant to be a complex story that the reader may have to read more than once to fully understand. The story is told out of order. The writing style is purposely short and sparsely worded to make it hard to follow. Do not mistake this for poor grammar or writing skill, as it was all purposeful. My goal with this story was to allow the reader to fill in the blanks for themselves, and craft their own opinion on what happened, as I personally love stories that do this.
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