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Submitted on May 13, 2024 at 7:06 am

I immediately know this feeling, it’s familiar to me, in my bones. It’s like something returning. When I can block out the pain, I look around me, and everyone in the room is looking back at me.

Submitted on May 6, 2024 at 2:39 pm

I felt the sudden urge to run, anywhere, just away, so I did. But the light stayed with me. After a short sprint, it brought me to my knees. When my hands hit the dirt, it was scorching hot to the touch, even though it had been raining hard.

Submitted on April 29, 2024 at 5:17 am

The force of it sunk me to my knees. This light didn’t feel like something new emerging, like the light a newborn sees upon entering the world. This felt like the opposite. I feared that this light would be the last thing I would ever see in my life.

Submitted on April 22, 2024 at 5:48 am

Weather like this has always made me nervous. Today it was paralysing us all. Nobody uttered a word.

Submitted on April 15, 2024 at 1:17 am

What were these people doing here? Was there any link at all, or were they strangers? The table was set, and the mourners obviously felt comfortable enough to look at me with their accusing eyes – mum would have told them to mind their manners. But why were they here today? And where did I know them from?

Submitted on April 8, 2024 at 7:24 am

Once they stepped outside, into the nightfall, the darkness was all consuming. It felt heavy, and the group quickly grew frightened.

Submitted on April 1, 2024 at 8:37 am

The mourners tried their best to ignore the awful silence that somehow thickened the air along with the twisted grief. Most of them stared at their hands, or other people’s feet.

Submitted on March 25, 2024 at 5:39 am

Dressed appropriately in black but somehow still looking completely out of place, they shuffled into the room and tried to avoid the stares of the others.

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