The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
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A Chapter by Abigail Muddiman
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50 Word Story

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Her finger nails grazed her arm, sending chills down her spine. She searched for something that wasn’t there. Faded. Forgotten.

She stared blankly ahead, hearing but not really listening.

“Do you understand?” A disembodied voice asked. She nodded.

100 days had passed. She picked up the blade.

Back to zero.



© 2016 Abigail Muddiman


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Added on July 3, 2016
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