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Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2023
Mature
Red. All I see is red. On the walls, the floors, on my light blue comforters and my stuffed animals. Just dark wet red. I was heaving at this point, the feeling of air only escaped me as soon as it entered. My hands shuddered as my eyes met them, it was so much. Just dripping from my fingers. The bodies on the floor were unrecognizable. Just red mounds with the slight noise of their weakened breath. I couldn't even tell who they were anymore. The red had just swallowed them. I try to find their faces but nothing by a mess. More red just pooled from all over them like a mask, hiding from me. My ears were ringing, but not loud enough to drown out the yelling and the faint sounds of footsteps approaching me. They were getting closer. What would they think of all this red? I felt something touched my shoulders and suddenly one thing was clear. My screams. ~~~Creative Commons (CC) Attribution
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