Pouring my heart on paper, to share a fragment of my escape.
As my pen flows, it heals my wounds, one tear at a time. Whether anyone reads my tales or not, I'll keep bleeding in writing.
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Nov 23, 2025 07:05AM
hello everyone! just wanted to share that i joined the abk november writing challenge. this story is totally standalone and not related to any of my published works. reminder, it tackles sensitive t...View all Conversations
Stories by Wrifeima
Luminaria
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Second Skin
My entry for ABK Writing Challenge
PROMPT 3. At midnight, a dead friend's account sends you photos of places...