Senior Week – Chapter 5

Very good, truly enjoyed it–wow!

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I tossed and turned into the wee hours of night, squirming and sighing, praying for shut eye that wasn’t forthcoming – not in that godforsaken madhouse with a thump-thumping stereo, not with the lunatics howling till dawn. When silence finally reigned, its unexpectedness felt unnerving, as if a great massacre had taken place, leaving behind nothing except motionless bodies and a grotesque, eerie void.

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