Story a day: 9.8.16

The life of a 2 suited me. I have to admit to feeling some amount of pride when they told me I’d be utterly unimportant, live quietly, die unnoticed.

So you’ll understand that I did not celebrate when I woke up a 99.

The bodyguards at my bedside rushed me out of the house. Sleep still clung to the corners of my eyes when I found myself sitting in a van, listening to orders barked through walkie-talkies.

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