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It was 9am my heart was beating rapidly.

  • It was 9am my heart was beating rapidly. My legs felt like a piece of jell-o. I need to go to the hospital. Relief is what I urned for in this moment, now I am a

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  • happy child. When I got to the hospital, I swere I saw Posiden and Zeus. A small spider was crawling on Zeus and a large elephant was crawling on Posiden. On the table was mcdonald

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  • who was the midget Irish doctor attending to me. He stood on his tiptoes and looked in my mouth. "Well there's nothing wrong with you physically, so..." I said, "So?" He said, "So

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  • it looks like it's all in your head." he said. I frowned. "No, it looks like it's over yours", I said, making the obvious joke at the expense of the Irish midget doctor. The needle

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  • began swaying again, letting us know that it had passed underfoot. Did it really matter any more? And why were we still on this bridge? Midgets with vertigo were hardly

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  • entertaining enough to divert us from the horror. From the bridge, we looked down onto what might only be described at Cthulu's own nightmare. One by one, the midgets jumped

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  • like lemmings over the mountain. Oddly, they all survived the fall. The deep crevasse was just body painting on a bunch of swimsuit models. The midgets were grateful for the

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  • saltiness of the ocean as it lapped up and healed their minute little wounds. The midgets reformed as an army and headed straight for the

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  • pinnacle of the storm, lashing about with an air of self-importance that was pretty ironic when you think about it. Swords raised, the army

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  • of animated toy soldiers charged over the cliff falling from the table into the waiting maw of Rex thus ending their brief existence among the living.

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