Third Anniversary

Two Sentence Story

Shuffling on the bed, my hand touched someone sleeping under a blanket. My heart started beating fast suddenly remembering that it was my wife’s third death anniversary the previous day, and I had forgotten to place a bunch of flowers upon her grave.



Two Sentence Stories

My daughter woke me up in the middle of the night, scared of the lightening, my wife tried to put her back to sleep. My heart starting beating fast realizing the fact that I was never married, and they were ghostly characters from my unwritten story.