Deep Breaths
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I take a deep breath in as I look out at the ruins of New York City.
The sounds of the world ending still echo in my head. Buildings crashing. Fires burning. People dying.
I close my eyes and hope that it will be gone when I open them, but it's not.
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This is my first short story, my first real finished story.
The video I have tagged in the chapters is the music I got the inspiration to write from and also the cover of the book.
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