Rest

In The Scorpio Races, author Maggie Stiefvater writes, “It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.”  Give us the next thirty-three words of this story, as you imagine it.  Take it wherever you like, but make it original and make it 33 words exactly.

“It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.” 

The memories flooded as I read these.

The pain that followed left me breathless.

A pang of guilt.

Exactly a year back my best friend left me.

May peace find his lonely soul.

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Written for Trifextra : Week Ninety-Two

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18 thoughts on “Rest

    • Well it wasn’t sort of dead but this guilt struck with since my best friend left me , or rather fought and left..yet i hope all the peace in the world for him 🙂

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