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Water In The Dumpster: A Short Story
Cold, wet, exhausted, I screamed out hoping somebody was close, but the screams were probably hopeless over the thundering water. Klaus gave up the struggle to free himself and fell motionless pushed against the greened steel bars with the water overrunning his body, his eyes showing his fear before he went out of consciousness, still wide open and glazed over. I still needed to find a way out as I struggled to find grip on the moss topped concrete growing in the moist and dim space. Debri continued to flow down hitting Klaus and furthering his trapped state, I tried pulling him free but the power of the water overcame any efforts again. As I to started to realise what may become my final moments I looked back to all the great times in our 16 years together with Klaus but the guilt fogged my mind, why did I have to choose to do this? Why didn't I think this through?
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