The Endless Wait

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Before she knew it, she was crouched on the dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak. She knew they came in a group and were armed generously. The worst of the lot was the multi needled drill, a punch and you will feel like burning in hell. A few of her friends were attacked last week and still had not recovered the strike. Doorbell rang and beads of sweat broke in her forehead. She controlled the impulse to cry or scream, the end was near. She heard muffled noises downstairs and prayers were her only recourse. “Sheela the community vaccination nurse is here, come down quick” her mother yelled.

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