Floating._Safe and Sound_Ten seconds in trance_Blood Money
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Floating.
Floating. Life wasn’t much else.I didn’t expect death to be so similar. Sinking.The two were polar opposites, yet existed together. In harmony? Pushing. The push of death. Pulling. The pull of life. A game of tug-of-war.Where did that leave me? Perhaps, balancing on the tip of a knife. If I slipped, where would I fall? Life?Death?Which was preferable? Anything. I was tired of floating, of balancing.Earlier I called this death. Was it death? Purgatory, maybe.Death always seemed peaceful, the promise of heaven, of a destination.Where was my destination? Was this my punishment? Floating. Sinking...
Safe and Sound
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. They screamed back and forth across the night sky like a puce rainbow from hell as she teetered under the weight of the branch in her hands. I didn’t hesitate. Sprinting down the path, I hopped right over the splintering wooden gate and tackled her hysterical form to the ground. She just lay there choking on sobs as I leapt up and began furiously stomping on the flaming makeshift flare. The damp breath of autumn coating every inch of the dense forest thankfully stopped the whole area from instant ignition and certain fiery death for the b...
Ten seconds in trance
It’s all fun and games to have a house in the middle of a forest. The views are astonishing, the birds’ chirps wake you up in the morning no matter the season, the air is much more oxygenated and you feel connected with nature. Indeed beautiwww.onedoor.ccful until the day falls into night and the silence settles in, allowing the non-humans to reclaim the word. I’m not usually afraid of darkness but as I grab the garbage bag and head for the kitchen door that leads to the back yard, I feel a slight shiver raising the hairs on my forearms. The joyful noise our guests make in the main room is so contrasting to...
Blood Money
They say blood is thicker than water – but is it always? It’s been 10 years now. Been living with my brother since then. We share a small house. Can’t afford anything. We were living with almost nothing in our hands, but at least I had him. He was like a dad, that doesn’t exist. It wouldn’t matter if we had food or not, as long as my brother was there. But surprisingly, one day, something amazing happened. My brother came home, burst through the door, and rushed into the living room. He had good news. A stack of cash came out of his pockets like nothing. This was amazing. I didn’t know what th...