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I startle from my nap as a newspaper drops onto the floor out of nowhere.
I go to the corner and sit by the wall, trying not to cry.
Instead, my bloody stumps leave a big red blotch on my face.
I grit my teeth, trying to hold back tears of frustration that have started welling up in my eyes.
Th… There’s a bloody stump where my right hand should be.
In panic, I gasp and my eyes go wide open.
I squeeze my eyes to keep them shut.
Urrrgh… What time is it?
“How much is that cake?” she asks.
@yapitori I turn over on my back and give a loud yawn. Last 5 minutes, I promise.