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Category: 42 word fiction

42 word fiction: Vertigo #AtoZChallenge

Fear of heights..

Fear of heights..

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“You make it a point to scale the tallest buildings in the world. But don’t you ever feel vertiginous?”

“I always had a fear of heights until the day I decided to climb a skyscraper. And then, there was no looking back.”

I am participating in the A to Z challenge in April  and the theme I have chosen is Micro-fiction

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42 word fiction: Queer #AtoZChallenge

Eyes watching him all along...

Eyes watching him all along…

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He always made it a point to switch on the lights before stepping out of his room to go to the washroom in the middle of the night. He had a queer feeling that a pair of eyes was watching over him.

I am participating in the A to Z challenge in April  and the theme I have chosen is Micro-fiction

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42 word fiction: Killer #AtoZChallenge

The cold blooded killer..

The cold blooded killer..

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“You deserve to die a painful death for the torture and pain you have inflicted upon my family.”

And then he stabbed him multiple times with the razor sharp knife he had bought specially for the occasion. His revenge was finally complete.

I am participating in the A to Z challenge in April  and the theme I have chosen is Micro-fiction

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42 word fiction: Depression

Depressed-Girl

“My life has turned into a living nightmare.”

Married off for money at 16, Anu worked in the fields daily from 6am to 6pm to feed her family.

After coming back home she was forced to bear her husband’s beatings and mother’s abuses.

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42 word fiction: How long has it been?

He misses her..

It’s been more than a year since she left his side.

He had loved her more than anyone else or so he thought.

But God had other plans and he took her away just when she had

begun to make a difference.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – September – My post no 14 for this month.

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42 word fiction: The night that was..

Getting out of the train

As the train entered the station, I took my bags and got ready to leave. But the next I remember is hearing the shrieks of my relatives seeing me bleeding.

Even if I had been physically assaulted, I didn’t remember a thing.

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42 word fiction: The heat..

“The extreme heat has taken a toll on his body and mind.

He seems really weak and his speech has become slurred over the last few minutes.”

Before anyone could realize, he fell onto the ground.

The heat had taken another life.

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42 word fiction: Who turned out the light?

candle-in-the-darkness

Though she was all of 8 years, Anne loved all sorts of physical activities.

Seeing her tired from all the exercise and hop skip and jump in the day,

her mother kissed her to sleep and turned off the light every night.

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42 word fiction: When she left home..

Happy times..

In happy times..

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She left home one day never to return again.

Her parents searched in every nook and corner asking all around without luck.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, her body was recovered.

She had been mercilessly raped and beaten to death.

Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – February – My post no 10 for this month.

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