The overwhelming smell of over-cleanliness filled the stale air... The air she could barely breathe. Her dreams were the same, never comforting. She dreamt of waking from this state, this comatose, to be beside him, to be wrapped in his welcoming presence. Sometimes she couldn't stand the dreams, seemingly so real, something she may never have. She may never wake up, and certainly never next to him.
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Short StoryAlmost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness...
