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Submitted to Contest #317
Three months ago, I should have been dead.I stepped into a candlelit coffee shop that reeked of burnt espresso and vanilla. It was the kind of place that displayed its pastries like art—Ella would’ve loved that.She used to call this kind of place heaven. To me, it was hell. Yet, I was still breathing with her liver in my body. The shop’s name wasn’t revolutionary: Books & Pumpkin. They should have gone with: Burnt Beans & Boring.Ella would have traced hearts on the damp window, hummed a song under her breath, and happily chewed on he...
Soft red hues paint the sky. For the moment, that's all I can see. Red. Hot, thick blood runs down the length of my arm. Strangely, I can't remember touching any of the roses in the field I'm sitting in. Their light, sweet scent wafts through the air. Human reason seems to have left me, and the rage rises until it drowns out everything else, leaving me with nothing but this raw, unbridled fury. My body pulsates with it, charged, straining against a tension I can't bear any longer. I am mad with betrayal, and it consumes me from within. And y...
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