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Submitted to Contest #61
Had she been sore that day? That was a phase that seemed to have passed long ago. She spent these days being rather desolate. She sat against the cane sofa, the atmosphere in the living room was that of ecstatic happiness, excitement and pomp. It had been years since she witnessed anything of that sort, though she was away, she could say, there wasn't much happening at home. Her mom, dad and brother had attained almost a saintly devotion, they had been thriving, her brother was preparing for what most people claim to be amongst the tou...
It had been two weeks ago that I had texted my friend. I texted her because I knew I could trust her. "Hey, wassup?", I texted her for the first time in the last two months, I realized that it was probably only these times I texted my old friend- the days I felt overwhelmed. "Hi! long time, I'm just around completing some of my stupid coursework. Ughh” “Umm Okay, did you eat?” “Yes, I did. Did you?", she had texted, in less than two seconds, as though someone shook her off an endless deep sleep, another text- “What’s wrong?” “My d...
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