Confessions (Part 1)

I watched the life fade from his eyes.  Part of me, the part that wasn’t currently dying, was almost fascinated at the way I could literally watch as all the happiness he’d ever felt drained right out of his soul.  If pain was a tangible thing, I imagine it would be pooling around his feet.  It would probably be red.  Like blood.  I could almost see it now; an ever-expanding crimson wave draining out of him- reaching toward me with sticky red fingers.  As if I’d stabbed him, right through the heart, and he were dying.  I feel like I am dying.

This was a bad idea.


Part 1 2 3 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 (coming soon!) (If ‘soon’ arrives, and I forget to update the links, somebody please be kind enough to let me know in the comments so I can correct it!)


Author: Amanda

I'm married to my best friend, we live in Virginia, USA, and have one cat together. I am literally going through the process of developing my Self. Until recently, I had no concept of who I was, what I wanted, or even that I didn't know these things. That's all changed, and as a result, I am changing at a rapid pace. Try and keep up.

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