21: Up

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She was convulsing on the floor. Bubbling. Bubbling. The blood was bubbling. Up, drowning her lungs, swimming in blood. Drowning, drowning, drowning. Bubbling. Popping and spitting. Choking and hysterical laughter. Crazed looks, blood was overflowing. Running down her face, spilling from her eyes. Bones were breaking. Snapping and cracking. Blood was swimming. Crimson. Red hot. Metallic taste in your mouth. Blood bubbling. Crazed and hysterical laughter, blood dripping out of her eyes and out the corners of her mouth. Bones ripped through the skin and tore through the flesh. Bubbling, up and up. Up. Up. HIGHER. HIGHER. Drowning. Snap. Crack.

But on the outside she was smiling.

-Esha Dev

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