Old Polaroid Photos - Short Story - Completed
|Genre||Short Stories / Fiction
|Submitted:||Saturday, 21 July 2012
|Read by:||336 different readers
I feel the wind through my hair like thousands of memories through my head. Many of the memories that Iíve pushed back into the dark corners of my mind and some that I hold onto like a safety blanket are uncovered by the breeze. Pictures, moments, flipped over and dusted off. I canít ignore them any longer.
Up here on the tenth floor, I stand on the edge of the window and my mind. I teeter back and forth between jumping and stepping back. Between numb and insane with pain. Between life and death.
It can never be both.
A short story written for my Creative Writing class. Will only be one chapter because it's a short story.
Not a lighthearted subject, therefore this isn't a lighthearted read.
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