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Today, tomorrow, it’s all the same to me now. My days are spent in auto pilot when I can’t help but feel empty. I haven’t had a good sleep in over a year. I still haven’t gotten used to sleeping alone yet. My bed is empty on weekdays. I spend my weekends dog sitting a huge Saint Bernard who belongs to a friend and sheds more than you ever would but I am only able to see you on Thursdays due to both our busy schedules as well as the fact that you barely want anything from me, other than a companion you only have to deal with for the dur...
This is my worst nightmare. I don’t remember signing up for this. I was just trying to buy a sandwich from the corner store because I’ve run out of money for “real food” and now I’m caught up in what seems to be a poor attempt at a crime. When I walked out of the store with my sandwich and my soda I was then stuffed in a bag and thrown over someone's shoulder. I’m sure it looked exactly like it does in the movies. There were no witnesses except for the cashier and all the other people who got suckered into working the night shift. But I’m no...
Weekly Contest #112
It’s just another lonely night. I lay awake at an unreasonable time reading a book I’ve read one too many times. I’m sitting by the fireplace, warm and cozy, listening to the rain. The first rain of the season mind you. All of a sudden there was a knock at my door. I’ve never heard a knock so polite. It’s as if the sound itself didn’t want to cause any trouble by just merely existing. At first I was hesitant to open the door. I was afraid my late husband may have come back to haunt me after his recent death but I finally mustered up th...
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