100 word challenge #2 – Sweet Spot

For days I had been battling this insistent sensation… an incessant itch, until it felt like I had dug the skin from off of my back in long painful trenches. I made my way to a mirror while awkwardly stretching the left sleeve of my top down off my shoulder. I turned, peering over my shoulder, and scratched furiously at the now inflamed, blackish purple-spot exposing raw pink flesh. A thin rivulet of startlingly red blood leaked from the wound. Then… I felt something move… inside… I stopped scratching… and slowly prodded the area when suddenly it appeared. 

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