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Cigarette Burns.

Cigarette Burns.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, May 4, 2014
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"Is it possible to remember being born? Once he told me to not leave cigarette ash on his bed sheets but oh, I can't remember the color of his bed sheets anymore." -???
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She scoots the leather seat closer to the hospital bed and lays her head on the soft mattress. She puts her hands together and begins to pray. It was hilarious. She has never pray before and she definitely didn’t go to church. After her mom died of cancer she just stopped believing. However, she knew if she lost this person in front of her she would not be able to live anymore. She wouldn’t have anything left. “Do you remember anything that happened tonight?” The woman in the hospital bed looks back at her confused and answers, “I’m sorry but who are you.” “This cannot be happening…This can’t be." The blonde squeezes her eyes shut. "Please tell me you remember!"

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