Next Year
Once per year, you've attended a private party consisting of your past and future selves. This year you're the oldest attending. As per tradition, you must give a toast.
Once per year, you've attended a private party consisting of your past and future selves. This year you're the oldest attending. As per tradition, you must give a toast.
Someone is following me. I only catch glimpses of a man in the shadows behind me whenever I steal a glance, but I know that something is wrong... In the tradition of UK drabbles, this is a story that is exactly 100 words.
I'm sure you have dreamt about it too: To take a life. The ultimate power. Some just go further than the thought.
Don't be the one that knows their secrets. [Trigger warning // extremely graphic]
'Little voices in your head, telling you to do things you dread. Always waiting, watching, preying on your mind, waiting for you to die.' ©LovelyAvalon
Some tastes come naturally. Some come the more often you try. And some odd tastes you just can't forget anymore.