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i've never written any flash fiction before, so i figured i'd give it a try.

i'm sorry that it's a little dark. maybe it's just the moon reflecting the night inside.

i think any flash fiction i write would be dark, though.


Submitted:Dec 10, 2009    Reads: 100    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


Emery Lee never smiled. She had a glass box around her head, from which her words perpetually reverberated, reaching no ears but her own. The sound of her own voice killed her as her words piled on top of each other, filling the whole of her head's box until she had nearly drowned.
She could no longer stand the tidal wave of words that poured from her mouth, so she stapled it shut.
Now, she smiles always, while inside hides a tumultuous ocean.
It's too bad she never noticed the hole in her box through which her words exited.




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