Train station_Of Cookies and Deadly Secrets_I can’t breathe..._A Nightcap
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Train station
The trains clattered and rattled on rails that had weathered too many rains, seen too many winters. Jeya wrapped her shawl more securely around herself, squinting in the early morning light to make out the time on the station clock. Five to six in the morning. The sun was begrudgingly making its way up from the horizon. Soon its rays would spear the sky like a million soldiers streaking onto a battlefield, and the memory of the night would be lost to the bustle and braying of a busy day.But that moment was yet to come, and the day was still held hostage by the darkness of the night and stormy ...
Of Cookies and Deadly Secrets
By the time the guests started showing up, November was ready for them.She ran her fingers along the bulge in her skirt pocket, gazing around at her handiwork. White twinkle lights glowed in every corner of the basement, and the snowflake-embroidered tablecloth looked bare and inviting. Her gaze landed on an oak door against one wall, and she realized she had one more thing she needed to do.Tell-tale voices from the top landing signified the first guest arriving. November’s heart beat faster even as she heard a woman responding to Lulu’s high-pitched babble. Lulu bounced down the stairs into v...
I can’t breathe...
Salty tears filled my vision, I gasped desperately for air but nothing.... I can’t breathe, ironic how you can’t remember a simple task as breathing when your mind is clouded with fear and panic. All I could think about is this small box I’m trapped in, no windows no holes for air and a dim light that tire your eyes. I tried miserably to calm my nerves, my heart is pounding rapidly, my vision became blurry all of a sudden. I tried taking a deep breath to calm myself, but my breaths were sharp and shallow, I slowly sank to the floor. I don’t know how much time passed before I felt a foreigne...
A Nightcap
“Good things come to those who wait.” The chide, a sagely voice whispers in my head as my thumb stopped in mid-scrolling. With gritted teeth, I heed the call. The lights behind the blinds are non-existent and the sounds of passing vehicles had become sparse. It was late and I have to rest for work tomorrow.You're right. I placed my charging phone back on the bedside table. Always the obedient child to a formless parent, it has been like that since I could remember.In fact, I hardly remember anything.Upon that realization, chaos ensues; threatening to break the balance I had carefully built upo...