Anna's Voice, Dodie's Song (And Artificial F...
Jeramy shrugged. "Nothing. I trick myself to looking forward to nothing."
The girl wondered how that felt. Living your life, looking forward to nothing. Just as good as being dead. When his brother died, maybe Jeramy died with him.
But that was ludicrous, wasn't it?
He was still here, playing his guitar, talking about his brother. He wasn't looking forward to nothing, Macy decided. He was waiting for something to look forward to.
(;) she wishes to be someone else. he has numbers on his hand. she lost her rose. he has nowhere to paint. all of them has nowhere to go.
these short stories will show what is gained after a loss; how the end is only just a cliffhanger-and how one should hold on to it.
alt title: "living after dying" ©2016 W.Greene, All Rights Reserved
[ranked #40 in Short Story -january]