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Sleep Journal - 190214 - Fairge Anma
Sleep Journal
14 February 2019
Joe caught himself up, jerking upright and looking around with panic. His gaze fell on me and stopped. He began to babble, one word following another without pause or breath.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm really really sorry I would never have I didn't know I didn't know it would scare you like that I didn't mean to hurt you."
He took step toward me, then another, his hand raising up. Reaching.
I drew myself up, at ready, raising my own hands. Just in case.
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14 February 2019
Joe caught himself up, jerking upright and looking around with panic. His gaze fell on me and stopped. He began to babble, one word following another without pause or breath.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm really really sorry I would never have I didn't know I didn't know it would scare you like that I didn't mean to hurt you."
He took step toward me, then another, his hand raising up. Reaching.
I drew myself up, at ready, raising my own hands. Just in case.
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