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Short Story (Mini-saga): ‘A Loser’

They cry, not because they are weak, but because they have been strong, for far too long…

-Anonymous

Trying to keep the last bit of dignity, I stood up wobbling. It lasted for a split second before I was hit once again. I laid flat on the floor as I hugged my head, ‘It hurts’, I thought as I grit my teeth through the pain. ‘Come up, loser!’

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