She woke up shivering and screaming. Just like every other night. Her hands were clammy; her nightgown was soaked in sweat. She sat cross-legged in a muddle of sheets and quilts, her curly hair Continue reading
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The yellow note struck on the door of his apartment was the first thing he noticed as he walked home after yet another long day at work. He pulled the note and read it as he unlocked the door. He Continue reading
He bent down lacing his sneakers. It was a chore – one that got difficult with the years. “They call it second childhood afterall” he sighed straightening up. He walked out into the cold air. It Continue reading
“I am going to kill the person who asks me what my weekend plans are” snarled Priya at her reflection. “Public restrooms were a notorious place to have a conversation to begin with and then she Continue reading