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A Broken United (Countryhumans)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09
The room buzzed with overlapping voices, each one pressing in until the noise became suffocating. UN felt a sudden knot rising at their throat, desperate to break free.
Quietly, they slipped out of the room, one hand clamped over their mouth as they fought to hold it back until they reached the washroom.
darkness...
When light finally filtered into their eyes, they were staring down at the sink. The worst part was... they couldn't remember...
What just happened...?

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Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.