Bits of Dreams: One Shots, Quotes, and Other Random Writings

Prompt 4

As you walk out onto your tiny, tenth-floor balcony, you look down at your cell phone, the last remainder of your life. You had already disposed of everything else over the past several months by either donating or throwing it away. All that was left in your apartment was a backpack filled with some supplies.

Slowly, you scroll through the text messages to and from your friends and family, smiling as you read. Just as you had systematically gotten rid of everything you owned, you had also made sure that each of the people you cared most about knew that you loved them. Cherished them beyond words.

Just when the sun falls beneath the horizon, you turn your phone off and hold it against your heart in a silent goodbye. Then, without the slightest bit of hesitation, you pull your arm back and throw your phone as hard as you possibly can, tracking it as it falls towards the nearly empty parking lot below.

Pulling a baseball cap over your head, you turn and leave the balcony, picking up your backpack on your way out the front door of the apartment. You take the elevator at the end of the brightly-lit hallway down to the lobby, exit through the doors, and walk away from the apartment building.

You walk across the parking lot and pass your phone, glancing at it just long enough to make sure that it's totally shattered.

You don't look back once.

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