How precious is life?

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There was this crucifying pain in my gut. It felt like something had ripped my guts open, gnawed them out and left them bleeding. I felt like a dying bird that is killed for fun by hunters solely for their own pleasure. There was so much pain that I was afraid to look down but I did. I looked down on my stomach. There was nothing there. Absolutely nothing. I touched myself in disbelief but I was completely fine. What? What is happening? Where is this pain coming from? My eyes were still down when I noticed the blood dripping on the ground, it had already formed a tiny puddle there but it wasn’t from me, but from the man who covered me. I looked at Yohan, his sky blue colored dress shirt was dyed in red around his stomach. I raised my head further up to his face while a single drop o

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