Write a short story

craner

craner

Beast of Burden
Corpsey said:
This made me wonder if you could wank on DMT

I don't suppose you'd be able to but I think if there's one man who could
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...", Jack mused to himself, scratching his armpit and staring out of the window.

The sky was hard and blank. It was midday. Nothing had moved since the night before. Jack had slept. Jack had woken up. Meanwhile, nothing had moved.

Suddenly, Jack moved. He was hungry. A new day had already dawned and matured. Soon it would wane. Jack was hungry. Stretching and yawning he stood up and a light hail of crisp tissues scattered over the floor. Released from the folds of a sagging tracksuit, tissue paper decorated the carpet like desolate confetti.

Hunger stirred. Jack could see the fridge through the open door and through the blur of half-open eyes and the blaze of hard, blank daylight. He moved suddenly now, in wayward, fast, frantic lurches, lunging diagonally like a dazed moth towards the prawn sandwiches...

To be continued by @Corpsey
 
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The family were also dealt a brutal blow in 2010 when their cousin, Christopher Scott-Ferrin, took his own life days after he ran in tears from the Mater Hospital A&E unit where he had waited all day to see the mental health team.


he spent eight hours in the hospital where he was only seen by a triage nurse and an A&E doctor. Despite the promise of an urgent assessment, the traumatised teen left the hospital after more than eight hours without help and took his own life in an east Belfast park five days later.
 
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