Short Story – ThatBhaumikGirl

Chasing Storms

“What’s brought you here?” she asked.
“To this dialogue or this beach?” I jested, attempting to sound witty.
“To this moment in your life,” she said, sounding genuinely interested; her eyes now gazing straight into my own, as though peering into my life.

The Hamster On A Wheel

Desperation had become her. She wanted out; one way or another. She couldn’t deal with the cycle anymore. She was gasping for breath, again, but the wheel showed no signs of stopping. She wanted to end it all.