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Nine Weeks #FreeYourShorts

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Parts 7
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Reads 759
Votes 141
Parts 7
Time 20m

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I could feel everything crashing inside me, like I was made of glass and someone had taken a hammer to my infrastructure, breaking me into the sharpest and smallest of pieces.
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Short story written for the #FreeYourShorts contest hosted by the lovely @FreeYourBody. 
Category: Young Adult
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© Jade Archuleta (blujade) 2016. All Rights Reserved.All Rights Reserved

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