I met eyes with a monster. I looked into its eyes and... I couldn't do it. The eyes held so much emotion it was overwhelming. I felt sympathy. I started crying and it did too. I dropped the knife and stared. That's what I see in the mirror. A monster.
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Short Stories
Short StoryThese are a mixture of short 50, 100 and even 150 word stories that I've written. Hope you enjoy.
