Mental Escape as Published in the Isolation Anthology

Warning: Reader Discretion Advised

The story that follows is intense and not for all readers.

I submitted this short story to a Halloween anthology called Isolation. It is a horror anthology, and this is essentially a prisoner of war story. I intentionally don't give any details about the main character, but show the world through their eyes. I added the images for the blog post. They are not in the anthology, but the words are unchanged.

I also intentionally made it so that you'd have to click the link to read it. It's up to you.

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You Left Me

You cried out in the middle of the night. I answered your pleas and helped to the best of my ability.
A few days later, you beg for help once again. I come to your aid and held your hand a second time.
The third time you reached out for help, I reached out and wanted to help, but you ignored me.

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The Cry of the Words (Flash Fiction)

The words on the page cried out, each demanding to stay. None wanted to be deleted or changed in anyway. That was not what was going to happen. Changes were coming.

A deft hand was required to cut only the fluff, the tough stuff had to remain. It was the heart of the story.

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Flash Fiction: Their Love

He wasn't one to buy her flowers, he didn't write her poems. He gave more to her than all of that combined was worth. He helped her with her hobbies. He cheered her on when all seemed lost. No matter what he was always being supportive, even if he had to do the dishes. He loved her with all his heart.

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Flash Fiction: Oh dark thirty

It would come, it always came. The time when he had to rise before the sun. He shaved and started the morning brew. He dressed and  laced up his boots, stopping to kiss his slumbering bride before he left. There was no calling out sick in his profession. His job was a passion, he was willing to stand in the breech to keep others safe.

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