Wednesday, June 28, 2023

#100-wordshorts: 2. Space

This unhinged squatter slapped me so hard on my bony face, that my canine tooth got dislodged. 

I have been locked in this rotten, mouldy room for over twenty years. Or is it ten? Not even sure how I ended up here. But it still amazes me why no one, not even my fucking dog, bothered to look for me all this time. Whenever anyone enters this room, they either scream their lungs out or pretend they don't hear me scream.  

I am not sure how long I can take this. This room is going to be the end of me one day.

Thursday, June 15, 2023

#100-wordshorts: 1. Chase

She jumped head first from our 50th-floor vacant apartment in her wedding gown with tears brimming in her scared eyes and trembling body. 

She finally agreed to take her life after listening to my persistent raspy whispers in her ears.  

Never in my wildest dreams, I had imagined that she would kill me brutally- right on the day we were supposed to get married. 

I mean - she was the love of my life; we were meant to be together. 

"I will chase you to death, darling," were my last words to her.

rant.

I'm alive. (I'm telling this to myself.)  I know I haven't paid this blog my usual depressing visit in a while, but I'm arou...