First step
The noise around me is loud. It laughs at me while trying to hold me back in the darkness. Ignoring that noise is much easier that silencing the murmur within. The whispers drown my heart and soul. It engulfs me so l loose sight.
On the other side, the sun shines bright and the breeze calls me. The door is huge and I am tiny. I won't forget where I come from as I decide. The first step is difficult but,
Hope belongs to me.
Happiness belongs to me.
No one else can make that choice for me.
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The Masters of Flash (Closed)
Storie breviTwelve chapters of this book are the winning entries from 2018 and 2019 Flash Fiction Forum Challenges. Readers can vote for their favorites. The last chapters are new entries from these same authors. Each author is allowed one entry for each chall...