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Short Story: Fading Away This is a story of what happens when you lose yourself. To be trapped within boundaries both real and imaginary, and there is nothing you can do about it. My name is Tony Connington and this is my story about fading away.Short Story: Fading Away by Blonde-guy-Artist
It started out as a routine day. I got up, showered, dressed, ate a light breakfast, grabbed my briefcase; normal things anyone would do when they start their day. I went to open my apartment door and it wouldnt open.
I was perplexed. There was no way my door could be locked from the outside. I looked into the peep hole, but saw nothing but black nothingness. Maybe something was blocking my door? If so, who on earth would put something so huge and heavy in front of my door?
I grabbed my kitchen phone to call the landlord. There was no dial tone. The phones were down? I then tried my cell phone. No service available. Now I was really gettin
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