The Slap : A Short Story
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When a doctor visits a patient lost in silence, a simple conversation unravels a buried memory; a day at school, a harsh slap, and the wound that never truly healed. The Slap is a haunting reflection on childhood trauma, guilt, and the echoes of pain that follow us into adulthood.
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