His hands always have a strong grasp on mine.
Category: Flash Fiction
Helpless
(The 1st two sentences comes from a prompt on Penguin Random House ‘The Writers Academy’, it was submitted by Rhiannon D’Averc from United Kingdom. Thank you for the inspiration!)
Two Sentence Stories
Paradise
I welcome the escape of nature.
A beautiful green forest with the bright colours of blooming and blossoming flowers – red, purple, yellow and white. My fingers itch to pluck them from the soil. If I find some daisies, I can perhaps make a daisy chain.
Repent
White tiles and the strong stench of bleach. It’s so lifeless and overpowering.
I make a 360° turn on the spot. I’m in a box room. And there’s no door. A single light bulb hangs from the ceiling and swings back and forth, the light bounces off the glossy white tiles.
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