Have you ever had a go at writing a story in less than one hundred words? Here’s mine. Lost Love.
He enters the white walled room; a clinical smell camouflages the stale aroma from yesterday’s flowers. A jug of water stands on the wooden cabinet. Linked up to tubes and monitors, Olivia lies still. Bleeps from the machine provide life in the form of slow breaths.
Fifty years ago, they first met. A striking beauty, heart shaped face, smooth creamy complexion. Soft long lustrous auburn hair falls below her shoulders.
It’s time to flick the switch.
Time to say goodbye.
A high pitched sound peeps… a flat line shows.
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