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Never take words lightly
#WritcoRapidPrompt1
Write a short story from your past that involves light or darkness in some way.
It really is hard to live without someone you thought you would spend the rest of your life with. Words can turn your life into a complete mess.
.... WAS IT A CURSE OR IT WAS NEVER LOVE? ....
I was a beautiful day in the centre of the town where my wedding was hosted. I had to go through my last phase in life before I retired at the age of 65. It wasn't a good feeling knowing that I didn't sleep with my 'wife to be' because of her cultural purposes. In all of the 25 years we met, and never missed a day of not being with each other on our bed we named (A Holy Place) we now had to have our first night apart.
I took a sit waiting for the delivery of my suit and looked at myself in the mirror. As old as I was, I was no longer too concentrated on how handsome I looked, I just didn't feel good.
I took a towel and wiped my sweat, but the more I wiped, the more it felt I sweated. "Urgh, I can't believe my friends left yesterday after our bachelor party, now I have nobody to talk to". I searched around for my phone but I couldn't find it. Loneliness, it is. No phone, no friend, no wife, no kid and not even a pet.
In a few, I heard cars hooting, I knew it were some of my friends, and I went to open the gate on my pyjamas and champagne in my left hand. Surprisingly it was the delivery of my suit and a Strange Chevrolet with black windows. "As far as remember I didn't invite any ministers in my wedding". A man in black came off the car and went as fast as he could to reach to me before I could even got out of the gate. (I...
Write a short story from your past that involves light or darkness in some way.
It really is hard to live without someone you thought you would spend the rest of your life with. Words can turn your life into a complete mess.
.... WAS IT A CURSE OR IT WAS NEVER LOVE? ....
I was a beautiful day in the centre of the town where my wedding was hosted. I had to go through my last phase in life before I retired at the age of 65. It wasn't a good feeling knowing that I didn't sleep with my 'wife to be' because of her cultural purposes. In all of the 25 years we met, and never missed a day of not being with each other on our bed we named (A Holy Place) we now had to have our first night apart.
I took a sit waiting for the delivery of my suit and looked at myself in the mirror. As old as I was, I was no longer too concentrated on how handsome I looked, I just didn't feel good.
I took a towel and wiped my sweat, but the more I wiped, the more it felt I sweated. "Urgh, I can't believe my friends left yesterday after our bachelor party, now I have nobody to talk to". I searched around for my phone but I couldn't find it. Loneliness, it is. No phone, no friend, no wife, no kid and not even a pet.
In a few, I heard cars hooting, I knew it were some of my friends, and I went to open the gate on my pyjamas and champagne in my left hand. Surprisingly it was the delivery of my suit and a Strange Chevrolet with black windows. "As far as remember I didn't invite any ministers in my wedding". A man in black came off the car and went as fast as he could to reach to me before I could even got out of the gate. (I...
