Re: 100-word short story competition
This is becoming addictive
Done another one - you may get my biography eventually
The Battered Wife's Tale
He was tall and handsome, but there was something lacking in his eyes.
They had rear shutters as though some terrible secret lurked there.
I never saw his soul. I found out to my cost that he didn't have one.
He leached my emotion and thrived at my expense.
I tried hard but never pleased him.
When I escaped a death by his knife held hand, I broke free from him forever.
I grieved for the loss of love that I had never had.
Many years later he died violently and inexplicably.
What goes around comes around - karma really happens.
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Last edited by MargaretR; 08-04-2013 at 22:43.
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