It’s Like A Needle Sticking In My Arm – 50 Word Story

Written by Matthew Tonks

“H-H-How do we stop it?”
“There is no we Michael, there is only you. This tear in all things important, is your burden to bare, and in that you must be the one to solve its riddle.”
“B-B-But, I don’t know what to do!” He says, looking up at him.

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