Pieces of Me
I cautiously wiggled all my fingers, making sure I didn’t sever anything important.
Nope, still working. I slowly got up to start the cleaning process. The anger dissipated swiftly as my hand continued to throb. I was no stranger to pain. In fact, I don’t mind a little pain now and again, but this hurt.
I worked my way to the bathroom and flicked on the dim light. Stuff was everywhere, shampoo, toothpaste, brush, scrunchies and make up littered my tiny counter. Everything in this damn trailer is too small. Except me, I’m too big. I sighed and opened the medicine cabinet. My eyes fell to the pathetic tower of pill bottles. Pills for aches and pains, pills for depression, pills to sleep, pills
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