#breanne springstead

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Metamorphosis, by Breanne Springstead

I am the shell of my former self—/ I am no longer the girl I once knew, / no longer trapped in her old world....

I am the shell of my former self— I am no longer the girl I once knew no longer trapped in her old world. But still struggling to figure herself out. I have grown— I have changed. I have allowed myself to explore new horizons. But at the same time, I am still trapped in my shell— I am still a reflection of my former self. It only takes one small moment to create a pause in the rhythm of ‘normal’…

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Precious Life Forms

“Oh God, we’re losing him.” She anxiously picked at her thumbnails and tapped her foot.

“Do everything you can to conserve his energy!” “He’s going to have to be hooked up to this wire for now… I promise, it’s only temporary. We’re doing everything we can to preserve what life is left.” She began to feel anxious—what would she do without him? How long would he be hooked up like this? He saw the…

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Trapped

She was shaking beyond all control. She had taken enough pills to tranquilize a small horse. Sweat began to pour off of her as she lay, naked, on the cold tile of the bathroom floor. Her body was contorted into a ball—a pile of limbs and flesh. She extended her arm, reaching up toward the sink where her razor lay. But her shaking was so overwhelming; it caused her to knock the razor into the…

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