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TW: mental health, cheating, murder, suicide, Moving on. It's a simple thing. But like so many things in life it’s looked over so simply. But when you are caught in the trance of being in one place unable to take a single step forward something so simple becomes so difficult in the time it takes to take a breath. Rain patters against the windows making a loud plink plink sound. She looks outside staring at the droplets making their way down, joining with others on the way down. In a way those droplets were like life. You make your way do...
Sharp stones stab her feet as she runs. She doesn't stop to pluck the rock chunks out of her feet. She just keeps running. She can’t stop if she does, she dies. Her hot tears stream down her face. She looks behind her long enough to see the dark huge shape coming through the trees. She stifles a sob as best as she could but kept running. Finally, she sees the road ahead of her. The monster behind her is catching up to her. The adrenaline is keeping the exhaustion and pain at bay but if she calms down she’ll pass out. She can’t resist another...
Submitted to Contest #81
I look over at him. My beloved David. I remember the good times and the bad. My chest feels like a cobra is wrapped around it squeezing it until I can’t breathe. I’ve lived a good long life and I couldn’t have been happier. But now I can feel it like how you feel a storm coming. I’m dying. I slide out of the bed, stumbling as I lift my weight up. I hear a groan behind me and turn my head to look at the lump. I sigh, good he’s not waking up. I take a deep breath then step forward again. I walk out of the room and head down the hall, to...
Submitted to Contest #80
I never expected this...then again when does anyone? When does someone who has never done something significant in their life suddenly have to deliver a speech in front of people who could possibly die if something went wrong? Someone who had been preparing for something like this someone who wanted something like this. So in other words, not me. Not someone as insignificant as me. Now I have a lot of people looking at me for wisdom for what they should do. “Are you ready?” A voice in front of me asks. I turn away from the car window ...
Submitted to Contest #31
I turn away from the rundown door with disgust painting my features. How dare they fight when they know their only two children are outside the thin walls that could get knocked over with a simple breeze? As I turn around I see her. My sister Audrey. Or Aggie as I have called her since we were young. She looks from the door to me with tears in her eyes. In her arms is the small bear that has been here since I was young. I remember that time with longing when my parents didn’t fight. “They aren’t going to stop anytime soon are they?” Sh...
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