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Butterflies: A Short Story

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Butterflies flud my stomach, as I climbed up the lengthy branch. A thought of doubt pondered through my head, should I, or should I not? I pushed the thought to the side and continued on, not thinking of the worst. Before a loud snap broke the silence as I tumbled towards the ground in a tangle of limbs, my breath rushed inward, as fast as my realization. The snapping echoed through my head, stuck on repeat like a broken cassette. The pain shot up my leg as I laid there, helpless. Groaning and screaming with anguish, I writhed about on the floor, clutching my throbbing leg. My eyes were watery with the sheer pain and my breathing came out in sharp, shallow rasps. Sweat trickled down the sides of my face and covered my forehead in a thin sheen.
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