

Red LightsRed Lights By Jennie BrownRed Lights
Im squinting at the red light on the television beside me in both agony and desperation as a sharp pain is inserted up my forearm. Somehow I depend on the light to relieve me of this pain, as if it were to absorb it, sucking any feeling of it out of my nervous system. Okay, William, youre ready. The sterile, bland walls echo the voice around the operation room. The light. I put all my concentration in it to shut off the world around me; I barely notice the deep voice counting down digits. Five, four... I
Haha ily you will win the battle! I believe in you!
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No really, GTFO of my walls Gee
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Mwahaha...
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Yes, well done Spencer!
welcome to dA
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I've got that lefty curse
Where everything I do is flipped
And aquardly reversed
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