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Overcoat

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The day felt like an overcoat not made for her. There was a twist in the seam at the back; the arms were lopsided.

In her mind she slid it off. Rolled it up and left it at the side. She was tired of wearing it, tired of the same things in the same way and the view everyone else had of the world that she still struggled to see. She was still scared and there was a chance things might go very wrong without that same jacket that everyone else wore. But it was gone now. Fuckit. She cartwheeled into the street.

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Written by elikafm

April 4, 2010 at 5:14 pm

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. We should all cartwheel more often. Great post.

    Grethic

    April 5, 2010 at 11:01 am

  2. Luvvit

    McMucca

    April 5, 2010 at 2:22 pm


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