Her body was very hot, she will soon explode. She could feel it, but unable to do anything to cool herself.
She blacked out, she felt a warm hand on her body.
A cold towel on her forehead, she slowly opened her eyes to see her mother. A great survivor.
This short story is a 50 words microfiction story using @mariannewest daily freewrite prompt "temperature" inspired by @felt.buzz
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