That Kind Of ‘Friend’ by Cortney Joseph #ShortStoryAugust

If someone had asked me what the final straw was; I'm not certain that I'd be able to pinpoint it. Four years worth of a friendship, more than half of that time spent with frustration building over instances and occurrences that seemed insignificant to others. Or, maybe I'd finally reached that age where there wasn't…

Blinded | #ThrowAwayWeek

I needed a miracle. I needed this amazing and blind faith my mother always spoke of to present itself before I lost my nerve and broke down even further than I’d already been dragged. I needed to believe that even now, having lived through hell on Earth, life hadn’t dealt me my worst hand yet.