Excerpt from Chapter 8 (Station 27)
Being me is exhausting. It completely wears me out, to the point where breathing is a frightfully difficult task. To the point where moving seems impossible with exception of being able to lift a finger slightly off the floor. That simple task slurps up the last of my energy and my body sinks deeper into the floor. Seeing as though I am already
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Slurp is a funny word. Slurp slurp slurp.
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