Two-Faced Charade (Short Story)
I feel faint, I feel numb. I feel darkness. This isn’t the way the story was supposed to go. Nothing will fix this. Traumatic experiences are like blood stains; they leave a mark long after the initial mess has been cleaned up. All I did was what the world told me I should do. How often are we told to start over if we don’t like where we are in life? Tomorrow’s a new day, every day is a new sunrise, seize the day. Our society is all about fresh starts and taking chances, working hard to get what you want, even though wants and needs are sick, savage beasts. The beasts take exactly what they want, and they keep on taking until they get what they desire.Sunrise came. I took my chance. I worked hard to get what I wanted. My opportunity came pounding at the door and I took it. I had to. I can’t be blamed. Remember what I said: every day’s a new sunrise.
