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They say you’ll never know unless you try, so I tried. Number nine, the number that reflected how many times I had tried and failed. Each time had brought me so close to success yet never close enough. Something always stopped me, placing a barrier between me and it. Last time it was my mother. I remember so vividly how the room had shook as she slammed open our bathroom door. How she had grabbed my near lifeless body with such desperation, the way in which she’d held me like a mother would an infant. She didn’t let me go until the ambulance...
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He didn’t mean to, he never did. I stared deeply into the mirror, wincing at the figure that gawped back at me from the dirty glass. My fragile frame was ever so slightly hunched over. My eyes wide, alert yet holding very little life behind them. Dark red satisfaction spilled from my nose and the paint of my own mistakes formed a halo of blacks and blues around my left eye. I no longer felt disappointment in him, this feeling had long moved on from him and onto myself. Yet again, I’d let myself down. Shame loomed over me in the same way he d...
Submitted to Contest #133
I look at the floor around me, what had been my black and white tile kitchen floor earlier that morning had now turned into a sea of 20 years worth of memories. Photos, tickets and notes flooded the space surrounding me. Our anniversary was fast approaching and I had decided to take it upon myself to hand make my present this year, I’d never been all that creative but I wanted to do something special so I was willing to give it a go. This year I’d be putting together a scrapbook for him, hoping to fill each page with our memories, like a sto...
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