The prompt for this story is, "needle."
The needles point was sharp. So sharp that when I pricked my finger on it blood came out. Like I pricked my finger on a rose thorn. A beautiful red rose. A red rose the color of blood.
I know this is short but this is what I could think of for this. I hope you liked it anyway though. Thanks for reading.
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My Short Stories
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