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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #58
Mum sat staring at the window. Her eyes swollen, tears rolling down her cheeks like oceans. She would constantly shove a way flies playing a dirty game on her face but they would relentlessly come back zooming to and fro like a throng of hyenas. With each beat of her heart she would sigh painfully and then smack her lips in a silent prayer. She would then glance sorrowful at Anita,my younger sister lying down on a mat few metres a way. As she stared into the dark oblivion, my sister would occasionally cringe in pain and mum would be stirr...
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