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Submitted to Contest #275
This story contains mentions of death and mental health struggles. I was in the air, the atmosphere thick with me like moisture. Surfing the wind, it was as if I was fallen foliage twisting in the gust- but not at the mercy of the current like a helpless leaf. Mother Nature and I were equals, her formidable arsenal no longer my concern. I was dead, after all. But not gone. My essence lingered, almost undetectable- though Milo who would set her ears rigid and whine reproachfully whenever I came to visit. I had always hated that stupid dog. S...
Submitted to Contest #274
“So, what brings you here today?” she began, one leg folded neatly over the other, black marble notebook perched carefully on her knee. I couldn’t help but analyse her choice; that notebook was both boring and trying too hard to be inconspicuous. Every other item in the room was carefully curated, so its attempt to be unremarkable only made it stick out more. A blunt reminder that when things were put down on paper, they always felt a little more real. “I have this… fear.” I twisted my fingers inside my frayed strands anxiously, like I was ...
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