She walked through the crowded street, unnoticed by passers by. She walked on, among the crowd, wondering if it made any difference whether she was alive or dead in this crowd? Did these people exist for each other? Or were they all wandering wraiths like her?
Cursed to live on…
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Prompt:
The Dark Netizen 
The curse of life. Strange how a blessing can be a curse too. Great story, as ever. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Kristian! 😀
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Fantastic story, got me into thinking for sometime, actually contemplating what you have written. Nice work.
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Thanks so much! 😀
It feels great if I can make someone think because of my writing! 🙂
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Awesome tale! It is the great question…why are we here? I envy those who find the answer. I’m still searching. 🙂
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So am I! 🙂
Thanks so much, Kat! 😀
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This is actually exactly how I feel right now
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I understand you!
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But it’s what we do so we soldier on. Nice one!
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Exactly! 😀
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Extremely powerful words. “Cursed to live on.” People are so busy rushing after things that they barely have the time to look around and absorb their surroundings. And then of course, there is our protagonist who’s cursed to an eternity of that. Also, I’m throwing a blog party, so please do visit and add your post. 🙂
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Thanks so much! 😀
Would love to join in on the party! 🙂
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Do join. 😄
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