There was shattered glass everywhere. I got up from bed and made my way carefully to the window where a beautiful full moon greeted me. I had never seen such grandeur before. It seemed to beckon me. I closed my eyes, opened the window and took deep breaths of the cool night air. Such peace…
Upon turning back to where the broken pieces of glass had been, I now only saw blood. Desperately, I followed the crimson trail, to find glistening fresh blood covering my feet. Then, turning quickly to the moon, as tears ran down my cheeks, I whispered: “Take me home. Please, take me home.”
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An excellent short story. Thank you.
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