I woke up, got dressed, and jumped out of the window.
As soon as I hit the ground my legs were already running.
My hands slowly clenched into fists. My arms raised above my head. My middle fingers pointed straight at the sky as my legs pumped away. “Fuck this place! Fuck this place! Fuck this place! ” I screamed at the top of my lungs over and over.
I ran right out of that small town and I never saw it again.
Eventually, the town ate itself.
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