Stolen friends and disease
Operator please
Pass me back to my mind.
When for that one glorious second, everything stops. Your heart stops beating, your eyes shut tight. The earth stops rotating, the moon stops dead. The sun dies out, all you see is blackness. In one tremendous woosh of air, you sneeze. AAACHOOO! All your irritation and anger and annoyance flies out of your nose. You suddenly are so light and so free. All you can think of doing is laughing, because you sneezed when the Hindi teacher was being a condescending bitch. You sneezed the wind out of your lungs and you shut her up. Oh the feeling. I was the hero of my class today.
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