55 Word Story #4
By Kit_Caless
Fri, 23 Mar 2012
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Andy got up from the toilet seat and performed the usual ritual. When he looked down, the bowl was a deep blood red. Andy dry wretched. He was too young to die. Too young for cancer. He had so much more to give. Andy remembered he ate beetroot last night. He calmed down and flushed.
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