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There's too much blood and gore on the TV nowadays.

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In order to distract my focus away from the gleaming scalpels on the tray beside me, I attempted some light conversation by mentioning that it was unusual to see a dentist without a technician by his side.

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After an hour of trudging down the same dusty stretch of road, I finally managed to hitch a lift from a grizzled old soak of a man, sallow and quiet but with dark bright eyes that sparkled in the moonlight.

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As I put the bloodied chunks of meat into the cats’ bowls, I can hear mother’s final words screaming in my head ‘FEED THE CATS SYLVIA, FEED THE CATS, FEED THE CAAAAAAATS!’

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sleep paralysis

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Little Annie Wilkes tugged at her mama's nightie and complained (yet again) that there was something under her bed scratching at the floorboards and giggling.

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I pinch the soft flesh on my side and chant that it's just a nightmare

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I stare into the abyss, and it stares back

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It was my first date since lockdown.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
There's too much blood and gore on the TV nowadays.	384
In order to distract my focus away from the gleaming scalpels on the tray beside me, I attempted some light conversation by mentioning that it was unusual to see a dentist without a technician by his side.	73
After an hour of trudging down the same dusty stretch of road, I finally managed to hitch a lift from a grizzled old soak of a man, sallow and quiet but with dark bright eyes that sparkled in the moonlight.	26
As I put the bloodied chunks of meat into the cats’ bowls, I can hear mother’s final words screaming in my head ‘FEED THE CATS SYLVIA, FEED THE CATS, FEED THE CAAAAAAATS!’	23
sleep paralysis	15
Little Annie Wilkes tugged at her mama's nightie and complained (yet again) that there was something under her bed scratching at the floorboards and giggling.	13
I pinch the soft flesh on my side and chant that it's just a nightmare	11
I stare into the abyss, and it stares back	8
It was my first date since lockdown.	1