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My stories

Drug rush.

She once told me in the basement while cutting up blow that we were born to die. I can still sense my rapid heartbeat and the way my mouth dried up so quickly I almost chocked.

Rocking chair.

This place is full of reminders; that I’m a fraud and a failure, a cheat and a liar. It is boring, conservative and religious. There is no scene here, gay, straight or just plain freaky.

Run, run.

The corridors were silent apart from the perfectly timed clicking and thud of Josh’s boots as he marched slowly towards the hall. His face was blank, broken by an occasional fluttering smile.

Mirror.

Josh watched himself in the mirror, head cocked to one side, breathing heavy with tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead .His hands were shaking as he held them out in front of him, slowly to the

Scar

Josh crawled into bed, shutting his eyes tight to block out the voices that whispered to him, willing him to return to the bridge.

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