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... draw even in the dire situation of getting punched in the guts over and over.
He coughed and coughed, heaving for breath when he dropped his trembling hand on the floor and started drawing something on the sand.
’Draw.’ The voice told him and he drew what he needed at that moment. It was the one thing that would put him out of his misery.
The guys watched Nicholas struggle to draw on the floor and even laughed, mocking his foolishness. They kicked him, moving him away fr ...
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