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Weekly Contest #379
Flower Petals (trigger death/terminal illness) Hannah was just an ordinary woman , she had no real greatness to her but a warm smile. She would just smile at others passing by because she could. Everyday at noon she would walk by the flowershop to get a fresh bouquet for her home because she felt too bad about cutting her flowers in her garden. “They would die and I wouldn’t want that.” she’d implied. I loved how she said that she wouldn’t want beautiful things to die. Though she would always grab extra plant food just to make sure that the...
(This story has self harm, mental health, and incorporates God's second chances of life, I am pasting it from word) The Clock It's been 1,256,343 seconds of no sleep . I try my best to recover ,but they evade me . They won't let my mind rest. The turbulent, fractured weaving of my blanket full of holes because I tore it in desperate attempts to silence my rage from no sleep. They escape me . The voices , they never return during the day- no ,no,but just when I sleep they come . I bid them no harm,but they do to me. "Why?!" I scream so loudly...
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