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Disbelief.
It was almost funny, how they stared at me like I was some ghost crawling out of the grave. As if they would do anything to shove that ghost back to wherever he came from.
My fingers tightened on the arm of the wheelchair.
I hated them.
All of them.
Sitting there, eating dinner, laughing, having fun, living their perfect little lives...
While I—
While I rotted in that hut like discarded trash.
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