Emptiness: Sign of Emotional Trauma

Meeting Emptiness The first time my inner emptiness was visible to me was looking at a photograph of myself taken at my fifth birthday party. There I was, standing on a chair between my half-brother, who was about to cut the cake with me, and another child whose name I could not recall. This was a supposedly a happy moment. My mother had marked my birth since the first year with these parties. They had become a tradition, one that she would keep up until my 16th year. The picture

Letting Go: Is It Too Late? A Short Story

Ghosts From My Past As many of you know, I’m a big fan of writing. I’ve loved it ever since I was little and have always found it a great way to relax. I often look for short story writing prompts and get carried away with my own story. So, I’ve decided to post a short story I’m writing that is very personal to me. I hope you enjoy. A woman is pursuing me. She will not let up. Try as I may to give her the cold shoulders, she