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"When a junction leads you to two different types of hell, you chose the lesser evil one. That is what I did. That is what I had to do." A raw midtempo narrative, about a night at a no man's land.
There is news that the Sky Is Falling, and everyone is panicking. Can the sky really be falling and how is it even possible? Or is this all a joke? Is someone really spreading this nonsense to get a reaction from others?
"Iβll do it. Just promise me things will look and be the way they were before. That I wonβt bring any shame to my family because of what has happened to me." Zaphyra had to make a choice. A choice that not only changed her life, but saved it.
Flash Fiction, just read it!
My mixture of little snippets of short stories or paragraphs that may or not develop into full grown pieces of work. This is basically a small un-order fragment of my imagination. Any that you like i may work on.
[f] I suffered because I cared too much for him. I got hurt because I protected him. I ignored my feelings because I wanted him to be happy. In the end I got blamed for being egoistic because it became too much. But still I love him even if he hates me. Isn't that the curse of being family? Not telling them how much you suffered for his happiness and not tell him what you did even if he blames you? Isn't that what makes you family? Is it a gift or a curse? It depends on yourself and your
"When a junction leads you to two different types of hell, you chose the lesser evil one. That is what I did. That is what I had to do." A raw midtempo narrative, about a night at a no man's land.
There is news that the Sky Is Falling, and everyone is panicking. Can the sky really be falling and how is it even possible? Or is this all a joke? Is someone really spreading this nonsense to get a reaction from others?
"Iβll do it. Just promise me things will look and be the way they were before. That I wonβt bring any shame to my family because of what has happened to me." Zaphyra had to make a choice. A choice that not only changed her life, but saved it.
Flash Fiction, just read it!
My mixture of little snippets of short stories or paragraphs that may or not develop into full grown pieces of work. This is basically a small un-order fragment of my imagination. Any that you like i may work on.
[f] I suffered because I cared too much for him. I got hurt because I protected him. I ignored my feelings because I wanted him to be happy. In the end I got blamed for being egoistic because it became too much. But still I love him even if he hates me. Isn't that the curse of being family? Not telling them how much you suffered for his happiness and not tell him what you did even if he blames you? Isn't that what makes you family? Is it a gift or a curse? It depends on yourself and your