High and dry

Stranded.

Cut off from everything that makes sense.

It’s the little things that won’t let me forget, their association bringing the memories back like a show reel. Once it starts it doesn’t want to stop.

The pain still feels the same even after all this time, making my heart skip and a strange sort of adrenalin courses through my body.

Anger with nowhere to go.

Those calm waters are where I want to be but instead, I’m on the towering jagged rocks trying to climb down.

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As part of the AtoZ challenge I am writing flash fiction of no more than 100 words. Today’s prompt was…

High and Dry

You can catch up with my other entries for this year’s A to Z here.

Feel free to join in if you like and leave your entries in the comments.

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