Wordle #452


Although the fire was tiny in my dream, the real one was huge. I became a family of one overnight. I mourn the rest, which perished on that fateful evening. I lift my weary eyes, feeling torn – stay here being miserable or join those who burned. I rock in the corner, lurking like a shy intruder, still in shock. The tumbler in the door lock clicks, a nurse enters the room.

“Honey, these stories in your head aren’t the truth!” she says as she empties the syringe into my arm. The light slowly dims as the room fades away.


Inspired by The Sunday Whirl

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