Short Story: When Darkness Falls

When Darkness Falls

The sliding glass doors closed behind me and I stepped out into the crisp autumn air, the warmth of the hospital foyer dissipating. I glanced up at the flashing neon sign of a red cross, shrugging my coat tighter over my shoulders in the face of the misty rain falling from the heavens. The doctor had called earlier today requesting I be accompanied to my appointment by a loved one, but he could not have known I was alone in the world. His face had registered surprise at my solitary status, his eyes squinting in concern as he explained my predicament. My lack of despair at my diagnosis had been alarming to both him and to me. Cancer. Three months. Most likely a painful death.

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Short Story: Kookaburra Singing

I entered this piece into an Overland Literary Magazine writing competition (a bit ambitious I know!) Of course it failed, but hey, you’ve got to be in it to win it right?

So in this one I attempted to step outside my comfort zone and create something completely opposite to what I would usually write. So here is my non-magical short story written in first person, present tense. It’s slightly disjointed and who knows if I kept up the present tense throughout the whole thing. Here’s to failing at writing competitions!!

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