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Fear
It was early in the morning, she was lying on the floor motionless with an expression of terror. At first I thought it was just a clumsy fall. I wondered over to help her up, saying something funny to make her feel better.
She looked at me, frozen, straight in my eyes.
I tasted fear.
She looked at me, frozen, straight in my eyes.
I tasted fear.
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