The Bullies Who Own My Nights

My jaw throbs when I chew, and I can still taste blood from last night.
I keep my hair down over the bruise and my eyes on the gravel, because that's how you get through a morning at Ridgeway Storage.
End of Chapter 3
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My jaw throbs when I chew, and I can still taste blood from last night.
I keep my hair down over the bruise and my eyes on the gravel, because that's how you get through a morning at Ridgeway Storage.
End of Chapter 3
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