Hope.
A four letter word that seems so small but has so much potential and can cause so much pain.
Just a touch of this super soft, silky material will have you wanting more or to never touch it again.
Just a small touch, with no meaning, will seem so good. It will leave you thinking it's safe and you'll come back again and again. Each time the touch gets deeper. Each time the touch has more meaning.
'It seems harmless' you say but nothing harmful ever seems to be that way. 'I didn't mean to get hurt' you plead but no one ever does.
What no one knows about this harmless and cuddly hope is that deep down in the fuzzies are spikes of disappointment and some people are easily poked by them. Some bleed and hurt so much from it that they never go back. Some never fully recover.
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miscellaneous stories
القصة القصيرةRandom short stories I create at any point and have no connection to each other so read in any order. A lot may be kinda depressing.
