I inhale deeply - cold air, humid air, hot air, smoggy air; it doesn't matter. My lungs expand, rib cage pressing outwards, clothing stretching, reminding me of this precious thing that I once took for granted and almost threw away. Someone who worked in a hospital once told me he'd observed the only difference between a cadaver and a live person was the presence - or absence - of breath. So suck it in deeply, and prove your alive.
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Short StoryAn assorted collection of works of 100 words or less from a wide assortment of genres. What type of bite do you fancy today? Included here are my entries to #slapdashsat on my twitter profile @amandajhare as well as entries to various Wattpad contes...