Monday, January 30, 2012

100 Words: Hell

As I lie here dying I can only do one thing-smile. For I am not angry, nor sad. I am happy, you know. I will smile, even if it is the last thing I do. 

I have so much to say but I can’t speak. My throat is dry but no one can give me water. I am alone in the house that was once mine. All alone.

 All I wish now is for someone to hear my thoughts.

I’ll vanish without a trace and not a  soul will know my story.  Maybe it doesn’t matter. I wish it did. 


  1. Dear Writer, your presence means a lot to your reader`s.Which is represented by such high page viewer ship and kindly, don`t sound so low every thing will be alright.And you might be wrong in understanding your family !!!.Best of luck and get well soon .:)))))))

    1. @ Anonymous. Do no worry. Nothing is wrong with me. This post is fiction.( I have also given a label) Thanks for your encouragement nevertheless