I use to be able to smile and shake off my worries. Things change though. These days I just want to be alone. That doesn't seem possible though. Everyone's always knocking on my door and saying "hi", literally and figuratively. Can I just have a week to mourn by myself? I'm really not asking for much. If your boyfriend of three years died in a car crash you would want some peace and quiet to, some alone time to dwell on the happy memories. The people who knock think they are being helpful, but in truth they just bring back the pain.
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Sweet Pain
Short StorySome of these little stories have the potential to be more. I just have to get my idea out of my head and onto to something else so I don't forget. If you like a story, please leave a comment and a vote. Thank you
