"Hi we met the other day, I'm Dawes."
The long pale arm extended, his arm was bruised with the hues of lilac purples and pastel greens.
I looked down at my shoes,
"Please go away."
The silence engulfed us after I had said that.
He took a seat beside me on the bus bench,
"No." he said then smiled again. Still crooked.
I felt nauseous.
"Then I'll go." I said then began my journey home.
But not before he yelled out,
"I will find out your name."
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SINS
Short Storysin noun plural noun: sins an immoral act considered to be a transgression against divine law. - Even the demons in her mind are afraid of her thoughts. ** THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS TRIGGERS. READ AT YOUR OWN WILL. ** Copyrighted. © feb2015-mar2015
