The Lungs: A Short Story

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As soon as she woke up, Max felt a triggering pain through her head. She instantly tried to move her hands to her forehead, but quickly found out they were tied to the chair she was sitting in. “What the…” she thought out loud as she was finally looking around, only to recognize the place a few moments later. Multiple lights were directed at her, and she could see the same camera she had seen Mr. Jefferson use so many times on the table that was facing her. Almost like he liked the idea of sitting on the couch and just staring at his poor victims. Max was split between the enormous envy of screaming her lungs out for help, the fear that was taking over her whole body as she was realizing the whole situation she was in and the anger that