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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021
Submitted to Contest #97
I stared up at the piercing, keen shards of glass. They took me to a place in my mind a place that I had been before. A place I never wanted to visit again but time after time was forced to. I tried to calm myself but the images kept popping up. The gut wrenching feeling of guilt, wrong doing and depression overwhelmed me. The sweat started rolling down my neck, the sun beating down on my face. Something was drawing me to the broken glass. The broken glass that use to be a place people were protected from the outside but still allowed to pie...
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