The hands on the clock seem to be glued as the hours endlessly drag on and on. In two days, I will make my escape…if my nerves don’t collapse, if I don’t lose it… Every noise seems amplified in the fear of getting caught and the exhilaration of planning. My hearing is damaged so I [...]

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I wake up in a sweat. I’ve been dreaming of my best friend Anda. All of a sudden it’s all so clear to me. Why didn’t I think of it before? It’s 3:00 a.m. and I can barely breathe waiting for the morning…waiting for him to leave…waiting for the right time…waiting, waiting, always [...]

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