The Man Who Wears Make-Up
Again, it is a gloomy dawn. Feeling obligated, I got up from my deathbed, turned the lamp off and looked at the clock, 3:57 am. I head straight to the bathroom for a hot shower, to awaken my nerves, but its no use. I returned to my room and put my uniform on, looked at the clock at the side table, 4:34 am.
I took my make-up kit hidden below my bed and looked at the human-sized …
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…to leave me alone.
When I reached home, I immediately head inside my room; it was 11:11. Played the whole thing that happened this morning while lying in my deathbed. Bitterness took over me; I began to sob. The thought that I was the most unfortunate creature in this world was like a punch in my face. I was feeling weak. I was feeling empty. I closed my eyes wished that it will never open again.
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