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Submitted to Contest #263
A Father’s TaleTrigger warnings: Mental health, substance abuse, physical abuse, and harsh language. “Ashik, what is wrong with you? How can you be so stupid?” I exclaim. Ashik looks over at the grey leather couch that I sat in. Dressed in baggy ripped clothes with stains on them, and a beer bottle in one hand. My son was lying on a white hospital bed with the couch across from me. The hospital put him on suicide watch after his attempt on the bridge. I continued to stare at Ashik, hoping for some sort of a reaction. The room was filled...
Ashik’s POV I’m stuck. Stuck in this house, stuck in this world. I can’t breathe. It hasn’t even been long since I have been married. I told myself I’d be different. I turn on the radio in the car, hoping to distract myself from the memories of him. I’m almost wishing to get into a car accident right now. I know I sound like a mad man. I left home at 3 in the morning, I packed my bags and I left. A drink in one hand and the steering wheel in another. I sip at the drink, feeling the burning sensation down my throat. I don’t want to feel...
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