I wish you were not dead || fifty-word stories #2

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She was playing alone on a vibrant autumn afternoon beside the swing where she saw him last. He came from behind unnoticed. She grinned; he chuckled; both looked happy. She knew exactly why he had come to her. They strolled and lastly she said “I wish you were not dead”.


Here is my fifty-word story. Not five thousand, not five hundred, but precisely fifty words.

Image: (c) Theresa Wolfe

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