What It's Like To Live On The Moon
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I feel like I'm dead, you know. He might as well just have killed me, but I suppose that's a bad metaphor to use. I'm not sure but I think that I can still feel his fingers tracing the tattoo I got on my mistake of a night, asking me why I got it, telling me that there's a thunderstorm tonight and it made him think of me, and after that week he realized that's really what I was.
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I couldn't stop trembling even more now. I calmed down a little more and checked my arm again. I was correct, I wasn't hallucinating. On my shoulder was a tattoo. It was a character of some sort-- in a different language. It looked like it was Chinese mixed with Islamic calligraphy. The skin around my arm was red and irritated. The symbol stuck out like a vein. I hyperventilated. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I had to sit there, on my bed, and command myself to calm down. "I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming. This isn't real," I whispered. I checked the mirror again and searched all over my body to see if I had any other markings, but so far this was the only one. I shut my eyes, trying to force myself to wake up, but this was real. And for the first time, out of all the panicking, my vision went black.
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