FREEDOM: a short story

Hello my lovelies!!! It’s been way too long since I’ve posted. I apologize for my absence. Trust me, it’s been an interesting few weeks or actually couple of months.  I needed the break.

I was feeling guilty and a bit neglectful of my blog and readers so the other day I just had to pen some lines. The urge to write struck. I hope you enjoy the short, short story I wrote. Please feel free to leave your feedback in the comments below. Let me know if you would like more short stories. Also keep an eye out for some posts on my travels to Europe and St. Augustine… thinking of trying my hand at some travel blogging. I’m excited to share my adventures and shenanigans. 🙂


I had to think fast. I wasn’t sure what to say next. His baffled expression could not feign surprise.


Ugh. I stared back with blank eyes. Oh goodness. THINK! QUICK! SAY SOMETHING, ANYTHING! I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. He dropped my hand as my gaze fell to the floor. My face having gradually increased from warm to burning hot. My lips slightly parted with the anticipation of an excuse that never formed.

Time froze for a millisecond before flying out of control.

I felt his look go from confused to hurt, to expectant and back to hurt. My heart raced. My now free hand trembling at my side irritated by the touch of tulle. My eyes welling up with tears. The tears I ran out of time to cry last night. He took a step forward having noticed the tears. Instinctively I took a stumbled step back. My thoughts warring within. Fear becoming stronger, louder.










Before he could offer any reassurance I shot him a pleading glance. And with a muttered, “Sorry.” I ran. I fled. I didn’t look back even though I left him with more questions than answers. Even though I heard the shards of his heart hit the ground with my every step. I ran. I couldn’t stop. My body, flooded with fear, did not allow me to slow my pace until I knew I was out of his sight. Or maybe until he was out of mine. I couldn’t bear to see his face after having stormed out that way. The gasps and disbelief now ringing in my ears. I realized we hadn’t been alone. No! Oh my goodness! What had I done?! The exhaustion caught up. I slumped to me knees breathless. The tulle growing ever more irritating. The crown of flowers now lopsided and disheveled on my curls which moments ago had been more beautiful than I had ever managed on my own. Struggling to breathe I pieced it all together. A new emotion emerged. Slowly. So subtle I hardly recognized it. Or maybe it was the fact that I hadn’t felt it in so long. But now I knew it. I remembered it. I welcomed the wave of relief as my mind whispered, “You’re free.”

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  1. Pingback: SOMETHING NEW: a short story | SUPERSTARNAT

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