Disappear – Six Sentence Stories

“Before you slip into unconsciousness, I’d like another kiss.” The soft voice mirrors an old song.

It seems the image fades upon the fleeting conscious fighting to stay another moment.

His dark feature sink and twist into points at the edges.  His laugh not worldly anymore.

All good things must end, and bad things end slower.  If there’s a next time she will listen to mother.


13 thoughts on “Disappear – Six Sentence Stories

      1. We fill in holes of the information. If there are no details about characters, we add them subconsciously. Our minds hate missing things and create reality to fit the pieces.


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