I lay broken among shards of glass, broken like the window I had just fallen through.
It was a four floor fall. My consciousness was fading, just like my life had been for many years. The shards piercing my skin hurt so mucu lesser than the words that had pierced my heart minutes ago. The words I read on the note had struck me hard. It was a suicide note, signed by me. However, I had never written one. I realised only after I was shoved hard through the window.
The last thing I saw was my wife’s face…
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Really really good read!
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Thanks a lot! 😀 😀
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Oops. Nasty.
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Hehehe! 😉
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A good nasty one
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Thank You! 😉
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So much pain to grasp — the glass, the fall, the shock, the betrayal. Well done, Net.
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Thanks so much, Charli! 🙂
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Well done on this excellent flash.
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Ouch, this one hurts in so many ways. Well done.
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:O
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😉
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Excellent flash fiction, but there is a story to tell. Who pushed? Who wrote the suicide note? Are you planning on expanding this story into a longer narrative, or just leave us bleeding from the shards? ~nan
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Thanks so much! 😀
Well, no I won’t be expanding on it. But I think the wife did it! 😉
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Excellent dark story with a twist. Well done.
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Thanks so much, Molly! 🙂
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lol well written … has your wife tried this, does sound like you might have some experience 😎
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Hahaha! XD
I’m not married, but my future wife might very well try it! 😉
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lol please make sure she reads your blog before she commits 😎
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Hahaha! XD
Definitely! 😉
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phew 😎
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