Flash in the Pan: Gun

gunI didn’t care, anymore.

I spent years caring.

Years of empty smiles and dried up tears.

Years of hopeful and dark emotions I kept buried under a beautiful home decorated with the right balance of throw pillows, original art, and the sporadic finger print showing off our perfectly imperfect kids.

I cared so much.

Yet nobody else did.

The gun felt right.

A short burst of energy to bring to life the deadened world I live in.

Even for a moment.

A second.

Long enough to live.

To feel.

To finally exist as a shining light after an invisible life.

 

Welcome to the Winter Quarter with a new series of flash fiction coming your way! brought to us by the beautiful Red of the M3 blog and Flash in the Pan

The word for this flash is GUN with a word limit of 100.  This flash comes in precisely at 100.

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7 Responses to Flash in the Pan: Gun

  1. Dark and perfectly centered. Love for the shadow. But hate for the shadow also.

  2. Pure
    Platholian
    Poetry.

  3. Candied Life says:

    Thank you!

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