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I kissed my wife goodbye as she left the house for her business trip, and then stepped into the shower so I could clean up before work.

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As I thrashed in the crevice, arms pinned under heavy boulders, I thought my hands would be the parts of me I lost first.

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For the past nine months, my captor has held me prisoner in a tiny, dark cell, feeding me nothing but toxins and cursing me from beyond the walls.

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When I went to bed last night, my skin was white.

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I managed to grab the door latch of the industrial furnace just as my feet slipped and I fell inside.

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Today somebody slashed the school bus's tires, so my teacher offered to give me a ride home from school.

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The dead have risen from their graves.

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The sound of shattered glass erupted from the cellar that preserved my father's corpse.

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"Don't worry," said the doctor with the unwashed hands, "your fever is nothing more than a case of bad blood."

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I kissed my wife goodbye as she left the house for her business trip, and then stepped into the shower so I could clean up before work.	411
As I thrashed in the crevice, arms pinned under heavy boulders, I thought my hands would be the parts of me I lost first.	163
For the past nine months, my captor has held me prisoner in a tiny, dark cell, feeding me nothing but toxins and cursing me from beyond the walls.	147
When I went to bed last night, my skin was white.	88
I managed to grab the door latch of the industrial furnace just as my feet slipped and I fell inside.	82
Today somebody slashed the school bus's tires, so my teacher offered to give me a ride home from school.	81
The dead have risen from their graves.	78
The sound of shattered glass erupted from the cellar that preserved my father's corpse.	60
"Don't worry," said the doctor with the unwashed hands, "your fever is nothing more than a case of bad blood."	39