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Submitted to Contest #76
Every time he yelled, I wanted to run away. I wanted to hide and never show myself again. I wanted to cower in a dark room in the hopes that he would never find me. But he never did. He never came for me, and he never did anything. He never hurt me, but I was still scared. It did not matter that he said it was not me. That it was just the stupid drill that could not drill through the wall. Or because he banged his head against a shelf while emptying the dishwasher. Or because he stepped with dry socks in some water. I knew it was not about m...
Submitted to Contest #65
The room was still dark when he awoke. He did not open his eyes for a while; he just kept quiet in the bed, breathing in the stale but familiar air. He turned to the other side of the bed, not wanting to get up yet. It was still warm. He sniffed the pillow, hoping it would smell of her, and opened his eyes. It was the morning of Halloween. The curtains were drawn, and the room had a greyish hue. It had been like that for a while now. Grey. Sort of colorless. He wondered whether that was just how it was now. He got up and put on his favori...
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