| The sound became louder and I talked faster and louder to keep it away. The men carried on in the conversation and I was sure they thought it funny to torture me like this. |
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 | Yeah. I loved the old man. Did I say that already? I hope not. He also left the country. Wait- | |
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| So, do you know what country the man is in now? | |
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| I began to get furious. I cursed and screamed. The noise made my ears throb as it got louder. The men kept smiling and kept the conversation on. |
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| UHHH! This place is a dump! I wish I went with the man to whereever he went! | |
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| I'm sure that's the case. Are you sure you're fine? | |
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| The heart beat got louder and louder and LOUDER! I thought there could be no worse punishment than to deal with this heartbeat in my ears so I slammed down my chair and screamed- |
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| "Villains! Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! Tear up the planks! Here, here! It is the beating of his hideous heart!" | |
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