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Lucky to be Alive
By Rungkarn Rujiwarangkul
saved him, this time from his own dream where a pair of
fear, hatred, and agony. His head throbbed like hell and
task like lifting eyelids open become the most tiring job.
room, monitors, rubber cords and wires in and out from his
could not do much with all this nagging pain. The door
think about the bandage wrapping around his head. She drew
Then she left him alone in wonder and the dim of dusk,
probably five or six in the evening. She did not feel like
getting up. No, actually she did not feel like she could
get up. But this stained, dusty, wooden floor was not
her left fingers were out of place because they looked very
purple and numbed. She bit her lips as she cracked them
couple of bruises here and there, and blood stains from her
this one was real. The air stunk, three chairs broken,
deformed.
nothing but, once again, forgave him for what he did and
bad headache because your head was the worst part. But
happened.
drunk and just blacked out when he was driving the truck
but that was all he could recall. Once again, the pain
battle field was cleaned up, crudely. All the bottles were
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gone. The air did not smell as bad as before because all
the blood smudges were removed though she could still see
her face were gone too. She checked her fingers: they
Anna . . .
the sofa to sit on the floor, and slowly ate her biscuits.
better.
her milk and wiped her tears as Anna walked into the room.
eyes were hidden under a cap, and her smooth skin was
"Hey mom, how are you feeling?" Anna hugged her mother.
are you wearing these clothes? Can you take your cap off?"
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him die. But it was this soothing voice that kept him
alive.
It had been a few days since he woke up, and the voice
still hung over from the night before. Just while he was
haunting him.
not stop.
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shore below.
She could not remember how long it had been since the
last time she put her daughter into bed. That was probably
King Salmon.
under a dark beanie, and stepped out into the chill night.
away completely after she saw what was hidden under Anna’s
late night.
The nurse had left the window slightly open for him.
help him.
probably the nurse coming back to shut the window for him.
A moment later, she came into the room but she did not
shut the window for him. Still with his eyes closed,
feel uneasy. He opened his eyes. The figure was not the
Anna. . .
in her hand.
A knife blade.
The second the blade was coming for him, he hoped this
was only another bad dream, and the voice would come and
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Die . . .
Her rage burst as the blade thrust into his chest with