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…er most is how my cheekbone ached as if it was fractured. I had never felt pain like that before. “I can’t believe you punched me!” I said, tears pouring down my cheeks as he pushed me onto the ground and straddled me. “You dumb bitch, you walked into my fist. Don’t go talking shit about things you don’t understand…
Melody Moon
Cappelli, MFA, JD, PhD
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Top Know Nothing Writer with way too many degrees who enjoys musing on life's absurdity.
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