She regretted that her chosen hiding spot was a crawl space just wide enough for her to breathe and feel the soft cobwebs against her lips, almost as much as she regretted that it was in a basement that had only one way in and out.
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40 Scenes in 40 Days: Day 3
It had been exactly eight hours and twenty-five minutes since he had last allowed himself to pee, and when this exact number became eight hours and twenty-six minutes, he couldn't help himself any longer.
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40 Scenes in 40 Days: Day 2
It would have been easier had he had a heart-attack; they could have called the paramedics then, or had him rushed away. They could call the police, but this man was not causing a loud disturbance. He was causing a quiet one.
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40 Scenes in 40 Days: Day 1
"Once something dies, it's dead," said Lena. She left the room quietly, not before stopping near the stairs and turning her head to look at me. It was a short moment. Last week she didn't answer my calls, a few days ago she laid in bed for hours, and today... She stood there as one stands before a wide valley, wondering if crossing the divide was worth the effort and the risk of being completely vulnerable.
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40 Scenes in 40 Days
For the next 40 days, I am going to write 700-1500Â words each day, because my writing habits are comparable to my cat's attitude in the picture above. I attribute my loss of motivation to the long hours I spend working everyday, coupled with the lack of sun outside. Or, maybe I've just become lazy. There … Continue reading 40 Scenes in 40 Days
