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ObjectWriting => Object Writing Word Of The Day => Topic started by: Higgs88 on May 24, 2018, 06:44:11 PM

Title: x ray
Post by: Higgs88 on May 24, 2018, 06:44:11 PM
Eyes flooding with light, senses blinking. The bright room, smell of rubbing alcohol, a chill. My muscles feel static, stuck to the thin bed, metal frame cold as my hand grazes it.

My mind flutters back to yesterday. Standing on my skateboard, spinning fast, adrenaline warming my face, wheel catching on a rock, suspended in the air I hit hard on the cold parking lot. Smell of tire rubber and dusty tar. I feel wet on my arm, feel numb where my fingers should be. I see little patches of moss growing up through the damp pavement cracks. Hear yelling, concern... the world goes black

Dripping fluids slide in my vein--