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MISUNDERSTOOD.
#WritcoStoryPrompt
Write a short story using at least three from the five prompts given:( the promts are marked as p1,2,3,4,5)
Its been 2 years straight i left the town working extending my career,never taking a break and before my promotion i was forced to take leave. I have had enough of work. I booked ticket for nearest travel place. I had my train day after tomorrow. I watched movies all the alone. I had no friends, no relations. I was all about me. Next day i went shopping.
In eve I decided to pack.I took out my suitcase i rarely use.(p1)"An empty suitcase full of memories." MEMORIES ALL ABOUT HIM. All about the place we went through, the houses we stayed,the letters he wrote to me.(p2)"The messages added salt to wounds."
Everything I remembered became fresh ,so lively that i am still living that life moving fast my memory lane.I thought... i thought all the reasons we can't be together. The reasons why i left him 2 years back. Damn he was possessive as hell I.. I still had them (p3)"A wardrobe full of clothes that still had their tags on." I loved them... loved them so much but was never allowed to wear them , if i did he will rip them outta my body throw them away and will forcefully do it. Do it itensionally so rough that i was hurting ... hurting to death. I thought exposing my body to hungry eyes was far better than being hunted in bed like a mice. I regretted so hard still... I still love him.
Everyday was a new mess with him. Everyday was new fight. Everyday was a new misunderstanding. He used to threaten me , beat me up like animals. I tolerated for my love for him , for sake of me. Nobody could tell he who is such a gentlemen would be so dark, so agressive when his insecurities, his fear ,his anger, his jealousy would take over him but damn still... still.. I MISSED...
Write a short story using at least three from the five prompts given:( the promts are marked as p1,2,3,4,5)
Its been 2 years straight i left the town working extending my career,never taking a break and before my promotion i was forced to take leave. I have had enough of work. I booked ticket for nearest travel place. I had my train day after tomorrow. I watched movies all the alone. I had no friends, no relations. I was all about me. Next day i went shopping.
In eve I decided to pack.I took out my suitcase i rarely use.(p1)"An empty suitcase full of memories." MEMORIES ALL ABOUT HIM. All about the place we went through, the houses we stayed,the letters he wrote to me.(p2)"The messages added salt to wounds."
Everything I remembered became fresh ,so lively that i am still living that life moving fast my memory lane.I thought... i thought all the reasons we can't be together. The reasons why i left him 2 years back. Damn he was possessive as hell I.. I still had them (p3)"A wardrobe full of clothes that still had their tags on." I loved them... loved them so much but was never allowed to wear them , if i did he will rip them outta my body throw them away and will forcefully do it. Do it itensionally so rough that i was hurting ... hurting to death. I thought exposing my body to hungry eyes was far better than being hunted in bed like a mice. I regretted so hard still... I still love him.
Everyday was a new mess with him. Everyday was new fight. Everyday was a new misunderstanding. He used to threaten me , beat me up like animals. I tolerated for my love for him , for sake of me. Nobody could tell he who is such a gentlemen would be so dark, so agressive when his insecurities, his fear ,his anger, his jealousy would take over him but damn still... still.. I MISSED...
