Thursday, July 22, 2010

55 Fiction: The last letter

She gulped down the contents of the glass. She looked blankly at the white paper in front of her. What should I write? She thought. Her parents no longer talk to her, her fiancé doesn't understand her. She threw the paper into fire and laid down hoping that this time, death doesn't abandon her.

3 Comments:

At July 22, 2010 at 12:21 PM , Blogger illusionaire said...

lolz. Took me quite some time to figure out what this "55 Fiction" was, as I am not a regular here. But now I will be one :)

First I thought it was some kinda continuation from a previous post, but going through your other 55 Fiction posts, a Microsoft word document and "word count" solved the problem for me :D

This one is quite intriguing. Love it. There is a strange sense of sweetness and hunger in this dark romance, which I find quite emo or gothic. But nevertheless a good one. :)

 
At July 23, 2010 at 2:34 AM , Blogger Kishley said...

hmmm.. read it twice to understand the impact of everything.. Thats why i like your 55 fiction, always crisp & words well chosen :)

 
At July 24, 2010 at 12:30 PM , Blogger Dewdrop said...

@illusionaire: Welcome to he blog. I am huge fan of your writing. I discovered your blog recently.

Hehe, now you know what a 55 fiction is. Glad you found it interesting.

@Kishley: Thanks dear. So happy to know that you liked the story :)

 

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