I opened my eyes and looked up from the tepid bathwater. The shower head was so far away from this angle, so tall and alien against the caked white tiles and the heavy sway of the neon green shower curtain. I shifted my knees so the exposed parts of my body submerged, and listened to the lazy, sterile ripples of water echo around the tiny chamber
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I am curious about your story now!
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I also loved the final sentence. It was a great ending to the piece, and brought a sense of relief after the panic.
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