Then the story said, there's so much more of me! I have like an arm and a leg caught under something heavy, like, as large and as heavy as a sofa, and all of the feeling-bits of the pieces, the nerves, went numb and no one can tell where the rest of me is, because I can't feel anything.
And so, I re-arranged, and some fingers tingled. It said?
And then I made sure that that one girl's name was Andrea the whole time she is talking and breathing instead of Angela sometimes when I myself (the writer) had gotten tired or numb.
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