[donaldscrankshaw] Donald: Something Inside

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Posted by Donald:
Something Inside
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   I decided to write something short for the Storyblogging Carnival.
   This is what I came up with. Sometimes I worry about myself.
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   Iâve told this story so many times, that youâd think Iâd have it
   memorized. To the EMTs, to the police, to the lawyer, to the judge, to
   the shrinks. Over and over again, and each time itâs just as new and
   different as it was before. It never comes out the same way twice,
   never makes sense. The other lawyer said it was proof that I was
   lying, although the shrinks say itâs proof that Iâm suffering from
   some sort of trauma. Well, maybe. It was traumatic, all right, but
   that doesnât make it any less real. The reason my story doesnât make
   sense is that the events didnât make sense, and every time they ask me
   questions which are supposed to make it make sense, it comes out
   different. And the only thing that is the same each time is that Chuck
   is dead and the thing that killed him left something inside of me.
   Something. I donât know what it is, just that the thing touched my
   chest and I could feel that something climbing into me. I still feel
   it. The doctors tell me that thereâs nothing there, but theyâre wrong.
   Not only is it there, but itâs moving. Itâs alive. They wonât let me
   have anything sharp anymore, but I canât get to it with my
   fingernails. I just have a raw and bloody patch in the middle of my
   chest. The shrinks have been trying to convince me that I killed
   Chuck, and that the thing I saw is just my imagination. Or a
   âmanifestation of the violence inside me.â Iâd much rather just be a
   murderer than have to live with this thing inside of me. Well, I wonât
   have to worry about that for much longer. The thing inside has started
   to migrate towards my head. I think that once it gets there, I wonât
   be worried about anything at all.
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   This has been a 318 word story.