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Creative Writing: The Handmaid's Tale

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I trembled when I entered the wasteland. The thousands of souls that once walked this earth were probably oblivious to their death. They were all like Mildred. We all lead unhappy and meaningless lives, but Clarisse opened my eyes to the world. Oh poor Mildred. She didn’t know. I could almost imagine her last few breaths. I feel like I could see her sitting in a room, talking to the people on the walls. Then before she knew it, her remains were splattered and everything around her and everything that she once knew turned to rubble. I felt my knees grow weak and my stomach turn when I saw the corpses. They were more or less the same, but this time they were actually breathless. I walked a lonely road although I had Grager and the others. My
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