Super Short Stories – Berries of Summer

She lies under the bush, plucking berries from its supple branches and popping them in her mouth one by one. She barely notices their effects until she goes to reach for another, but her arm refuses to move. She tries to look down at herself, but her neck won’t budge. She tries to scream, but only a dull croak passes her lips.

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