the voices belonged
to a woman,
and a little boy.
they just smiled,
said my name,
and i felt content, warm.
not lonely in this darkness
around me.
i felt home.
they waited for me
at the edge of the dark.
i walked towards them.
my steps echoing
throughout the emptiness
around us.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄
Short Storyan almost decade old story. * "one tragedy changed their lives." a story with dialogues and minimal description, in which a boy ends up in the hospital after a car accident and his friend slowly collapsing under the weight of his tortured mind. but...
