Short Story – The End of The Doors

The alarm clock went off synchronized with the car siren outside. Her face sank in the pillow without looking, searched the side table with her hand. Touching the table surface, the stack of playing cards fell off. The Super Mario alarm was continuously raping her ears. Then her hand moved more toward the sound, fasterREAD MORE
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Published on August 09, 2018 23:16
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