Flash Fiction… The Struggle

Her struggle was not evident to the outside. Her pain internal. The fight she fought on a daily basis, to stay in control. No one knew the fight within her soul. No one knew her struggle for control. Her struggle was with her own demons, they haunted her in the dark. Nights were the worse. Some days the beast would win, other times she won the fight. Her love for others helped keep the demons at bay. Could she help enough to slay the beast?

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Flash Fiction: The Bag

This came to me when my husband and I were talking about his basic training days. I have also had several conversations with other active duty soldiers.

The Bag

The bag was filled with many things.

There was even room for a few hopes and dreams.

The top of the class was the goal.

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