“Mommy, are all people bad?” “No, sweetie. Please don’t ever think that. Not all people are bad. Many are good and kind, caring for others like us.” Sighing, she scratched her tummy. “Only a handful of them are bad. They’re those who are only happy when they’d inflicted harm on others. Do you understand that?”… Continue reading Day 9 #28Letters – WHO’S BAD?
Like a puny flame, the sun was expunged by the passing of billions of icy cold, colossal meteors, gobbling it up in one fell swoop. When the heavy pounding of snow stopped, Evie came out from under the volcanic cave where she’d taken refuge, surviving by keeping herself warm beside the flickering heat of the… Continue reading Day 8 #28Letters – FROZEN EDEN
He squeezed his eyes tight, shaking off the voices inside his head. “Don’t do it!” “This is wrong!” “Think of the damage you’ll cause!” Damage? His own voice roared, towered over them. Did they think of the damage they caused to my life when they fired me for no reason? It’s just the building entrance.… Continue reading Day 7: #28Letters – VOICES
At first, it’s the little things. A name. Some place. A memory. Then it becomes a few names. A lot of places. Many memories. It’s like, you step into a merry-go-round which has just started spinning, and then it speeds up, round and round and round, and you get lost and dizzy as the objects… Continue reading Day 5 #28Letters: Dementia
This is a continuation of my previous post about#28Letters, a Writing Challenge by #8Circles Creative Community which calls for writing a 100 word story (or a drabble) of any genre. A bit of knowledge-sharing before I post my Day 2 story: Like I've said, a Drabble, also called Micro Fiction, is a short work of… Continue reading Of Drabbles and Day 2: #28Letters