Sweat: A Short Story

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Sweat begins to drench from every part of my body as there are only four more people until my turn comes. The room is overlaid with bright white painting and only one exit surrounded by clean cut teenagers with suits carrying guns. I begin to notice the plastic handcuffs squeezing my wrist and see redness covering my hands. The last thing I remember were these people who knocked on my door and said they were here to discuss my debt and taxes. Knowing my struggles, assuming they were just there to discuss my bills I let them in until one man with an expensive looking dark suit came in the door and told them to bring me in. Particularly remembering his cruel presence and the Rolex watch that he had on that I have dreamt of having one day, the
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