Challenge #1: Where, oh where, has my little e gone? (original challenge)
A dog bit my hand and now blood is oozing out from my wound by quarts. My mouth is starting to foam, too, I think. I am lost! I must fold my hand and must cash in my chips. Bargaining is not an option.
I could try to just go to a doctor, but I can’t find my car in this parking lot! If this van wasn’t in my way I could find comfort for my situation, an aid in stopping this harm coming upon my soul.
I am cut off from any opportunity to do away with this infirmity, and I will soon croak!
“So long, monstrous world!” I shout, “You suck!”
As I drift away into oblivion, a doctor walks past ignorant, paying no mind.
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