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Sitting on the warm seat of the toilet staring at the white wall in front of me with glazed eyes. Loud beeping snaps me out of my trance. A pink plus sign stares back at me. My heart plummets. A lump forms in my throat as silent tears cascade down my face. This tiny stick has just determined my fate.
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A. P. Cooper
I write. Point. Blank. Period. It’s what I know. It’s where I live. It’s who I am. So if you really want to get to know me, read what I write.
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