"Once the heart stops beating and the body starts to rot, there is no longer a living being. The thoughts are gone and the only thing left is a corpse, a festering lump of flesh."
"You're hurting? I'm dying from laughter."
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Story by SmilingEveryday
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And it was born, devoid of any human behaviour and sense of responsibility. So it looked around, gazing into...