wake up.
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MatureComplete Sun, Feb 19, 20231h 11m
My head flies over my pillow in a start. I can't hear what I know to be my raspy breaths, but I still need to breathe. Breathe, Ananka.
One. Two. Three.
Again.
One. Two. Three.
I don't want to go to sleep. I can't sleep. I won't sleep. Stay awake.
Awake.
or
A girl named Ananka can never tell if she's asleep or awake. Will she ever find out?
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