Debdutta Pal (@gumusservi): "As I struggle against the rope, a memory sears in, blinding my corneas. They did the same thing to my sister in 2005. One day she was her grunge self, and the next a bot. I was confused and hated her viscerally. Splinters on the wooden edges give me hope."

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Debdutta Pal Dec 26, 2023

As I struggle against the rope, a memory sears in, blinding my corneas. They did the same thing to my sister in 2005. One day she was her grunge self, and the next a bot.

I was confused and hated her viscerally.

Splinters on the wooden edges give me hope.

Smillew

Dec 25, 2023

Since you can't change by yourself, I will help you.

Mom's voice wakes me up.

But it's going to hurt.

I'm tied up to the old kitchen chair.

It's for the best, honey.

Cold hands cover my eyes. A spoon pokes my lips. They want to feed me my brain.

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Dec 26, 2023

6:27 PM

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