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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2021
Submitted to Contest #316
Umer’s eyes snapped open. He glanced at the clock on his bedside table and swore under his breath. Eleven minutes late. Again. He threw on his clothes and rushed to the front gate, but he was already too late. Just like every other morning, an envelope was tucked neatly inside the letterbox. He knew he would never catch the person who left it. He lived a solitary existence, deliberately indifferent to the world outside his door. No one visited, and he never left. Three years ago, he had moved into this house overnight, a ghost taking up resi...
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