There it is again . . .
. . . that swelling warmth inside of me. I don’t like the idea of him being alone. He’s been alone too long. #2bitTues From: DREAMER Topic: Solitude
I can hear his breathing, slow and even . . .
When we were really young, we used to share a bed, and I fell asleep to the sound of my brother’s breathing every night. I miss it sometimes. #2bitTues Topic:… Read more I can hear his breathing, slow and even . . . →
“They want to learn his secret . . .”
“He had a secret?” “He did.” Her eyes showed her sorrow. “And it is a very hard thing to know.” #2bitTues Topic: “Hidden”
She rolled on her back, staring up at the trees . . .
The leaves were soft like snow, brushing her cheeks and pillowing her body. The sun was pale, but she felt its warmth. #2bitTues From: TRAVELER Topic: “Seasons”
I slam my journal shut. . .
I do my best to ignore the rock in my stomach. It’s not working. This is some serious freak-out-level crazy. And I have to decide whether I believe it or… Read more I slam my journal shut. . . →
I turn back to the mirror, staring at my own eyes as they reflect back to me
My mind begins to drift, but I keep looking firmly at my own face, staring myself down until I feel sure that I’ve lost the ability to focus my eyes.… Read more I turn back to the mirror, staring at my own eyes as they reflect back to me →
“Have you been back?” I ask
“Back there? No way.” His voice was emphatic. “So you’ve never gone back home,” I say. That just seems . . . impossibly sad somehow. 2 Bit Tuesday Topic: “Sadness”… Read more “Have you been back?” I ask →
I take a cautious step closer…
2 bit Tuesday From: WIP Topic: “Disgust”
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