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Knock Knock

Flash fiction by Andrea Cannon

No, don’t come in. I’m not ready yet. I need more time. I don’t know, a few more minutes maybe. I’m looking for my mask. Please don’t come in. You can’t see me like this.

Sometimes it takes hours, sometimes only minutes. Other times, on the really bad days, I just lie in bed.

I found it, but I’m not ready to put it on just yet. It takes a lot of strength to…