Smoke Screen

I pace the room. Over the last year I have gone through alot, but nothing has ever caused me this much anxiety before. I look around the room biting my lip as I survey the people surrounding me. The results are not in yet. When they are we shall know who will not live another day. I have nothing against these people, it is the way of life. they were all kind to me, hoping it would make a difference to their future. But what they don't know is that I am only a smoke screen...

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