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December 1, 2016

petrol station - my fourteenth birthday

Really Short Story: My Fourteenth Birthday

I first died on my fourteenth birthday. I was trampled by a buffalo. It was a horrific death, but then I came back to life as a daughter of acrobats. I died again, at the age of fourteen again, this time of disease. The third time around, I was born the daughter of royalty. I died in