Category: Creative Writing
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I’m just the night cleaner, but I think I’m the only one who hears it. —- I’ve always been a night owl. Pretty sure it started in college, when I loaded my schedule heavily towards the evenings. That meant I could stay up late wasting time online, chatting with my friends back home in another…
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The same sterile tile hallways. The same flickering fluorescent lights. The same pale yellow wallpaper. Repeating forever and ever. I was going to die here, trapped, unable to find my way out. I’d never see the sky again, never feel sunlight on my skin or the breeze in my hair. How long had it been?…
Calvin Ho 