Escaping...

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Another random thoughts of the day. ...Or evening. I guess it’s evening. I’m actually pretty weak. That came out of nowhere, I know. But at least I’m thinking about some alternatives to improve my strength before my rational mind became irrational. Now you guys must’ve been wondering what I’m talking about. I’m just gonna say, all it takes was just a single push to make me fall on my back onto the cement floor. I really don’t think I’m that weak. Maybe this happen because my body slowly getting hot from something that I was forced to swallow by this green-eyed psychopath. “Rishan...!” Through my muffled ears, I could hear Leslie yelling my name frantically  from nearby. I wanted to reply him, to assure him that I was okay, yet neither my limbs nor my mouth were able to move at my wi

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