50 Word Short Story: 5 More

             Searing light burned his eyes. His cry of pain was muffled by soft down as he tried to shield himself. Now, sound joined the light, assaulting him in piercing waves and harsh cries. Stern hands brutally ripped aside his warm shield. He curled up tightly.
            “Get up! You’ll be late!”


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