Sanctuary (55 word fiction)

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Taunts in whispers cloak themselves further in their sinister intent. I am in danger of being driven from this perfect place. Maybe I will have to vacate if I allow these voices to crawl all over me. If I lose my mind, I leave my sanctuary – but this apathy? Maybe all is lost anyway.

Sanctuary 

 

 

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Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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