SUICIDE #FlashFiction #Barathon #99words

She was always the loudest parent in PTA meetings, her attire as loud as her voice, a complete contrast to her ten years old son, who was the most reclusive child in his class. The other parents did not like her much though her models were always the best and her ideas the most innovative.

The news of her suicide was gossip material for all. No one discovered the scars from years of domestic abuse; no one knew the eclectic fashion was to cover up her bruised body and confidence. What you don’t know is often the true story.



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FAN MAIL #FlashFiction #Barathon #99Words

He was a famous writer with thousands of fans. He met hundreds of them at events, book fairs and tours; of course he didn’t remember most of them later.

In her first letter to him, Anne claimed she had met him at a book event earlier that year; he had no reason to doubt it. Her handwriting was calligraphy.

After a year the monthly letters ceased arriving. A month later while travelling to Manali his car rolled down a gorge near a haunted British bungalow, the same place where the letters came from. Anne had died there in 1873.

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The Missed and the Missing

 

 

When the unbearableness

Of this immense loneliness

Becomes unbearable

I succumb and call

The four numbers on that long list

Who I believed

Would care

 

one busy, one distant

one casual, one carefree

None pick up

 

A person in distress

Is a dead rose

None cares to water

 

My multiple ME's

Shatter beside me

 

When broken

A thousand pieces

Of hope,of love, of trust

All look the same.