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Submitted to Contest #95
TW: suicide I bent down on the grass. The morning dew seeping through the black slacks that I wore into the skin of my knees. I loosened my bow a bit and swallowed the building lump on my throat. Looking at your picture again and taking in a deep breath. You could say I'm nervous. It was my first time setting up something like this. Β "How are you?" I said, trying to practice my greetings as I held out my right hand. I groaned in frustration. This wasn't enough to impress you. Β "Why am I even doing this? I've known you your whole ...
Submitted to Contest #94
Eros you stubborn little prick."C'mon now, it'll be for the best," I said in a quiet tone as I patted his back and put in a 'there there,' for good measure. "That's your best at comforting?" even at moments like these, he is still sarcastic. All I could do is sigh and sit beside him. "At least I'm trying," I admitted at my pathetic excuse at trying to produce solace.Β The grass felt like ants underneath my bare legs. Swaying back and forth as if it was walking. Making me scratch it lightly. The sun was setting down in the distance. Its o...
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