Sitting on a park bench, the dark sky fills with rain. My head drops into my hands. The rain falls down around me. I feel a hand on my shoulder. “I love you,” a voice says. I look back, my wet hair in my face. My miracle God promised. Love.
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Creativity (mini saga collection)
Short Story'Creativity (mini saga collection)' is a collection of lots of little short stories that i have written. They are mostly fitted to the criteria of exactly 50, or exactly 200 words. I will be constantly updating this between now and the end of the ye...
