Writing Marathon Draft

The books called out to me as I walked through the library. Each one had a story to tell but I didn't have time to listen to all of them. I only had time for one.  I kept walking until I got to it. I shifted through the contents in my pocket. Finally finding it, …

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Sending People to a Social-Grave

That square of sunlight is the only thing that reminds John Doe of that different world. Compared to the steel toilet, steel door, and his plain bed, the window brings him happiness. He walks in a circle around the beam of sunlight that lands on the ground. He hasn’t talked to someone from the outside …