50 Word Story: Under My Skin

 

50 Word Story Under My Skin

Under My Skin

I hear the baby crying in the next room. I know I should go see if she’s okay, but I’m afraid. I’m afraid because I think I know why she cries. I think she can see what others can’t. She can see the real face that hides beneath my skin.


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