Wonder if this is what "getting the wind knocked out of you" feels like. Her stomach in a strange state of emptiness. Judging by the ceiling above her, maybe getting the smoke knocked out of you is the better phrase for her.
Why is this her life.
Maybe she could get back to the room, put on different clothes, and try to look as normal as possible. Or just lie here. Oh sweet ground, you're the only one that doesn't hurt her. Almost as nice as beds.]
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Wonder if this is what "getting the wind knocked out of you" feels like. Her stomach in a strange state of emptiness. Judging by the ceiling above her, maybe getting the smoke knocked out of you is the better phrase for her.
Why is this her life.
Maybe she could get back to the room, put on different clothes, and try to look as normal as possible. Or just lie here. Oh sweet ground, you're the only one that doesn't hurt her. Almost as nice as beds.]