She closes her eyes, drawing breath deep into her lungs.
The aroma of fresh cut grass touches her nose, a reminder that life doesn’t end with death.
A solitary tear escapes her eyes as her cheeks tingle with warmth from the sun.
She closes her eyes, drawing breath deep into her lungs.
The aroma of fresh cut grass touches her nose, a reminder that life doesn’t end with death.
A solitary tear escapes her eyes as her cheeks tingle with warmth from the sun.
Lovely.
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Thank you!
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Enchanting and tragic at once! You’ve written a great piece!
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Thank you! This is my first time writing for a YeahWrite contest and I had a great time.
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So moving!
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Thank you!
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There’s a lot of emotion in this story, Danielle. I like the touching of the nose and the mixing of sadness and warmth at the end.
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Thank you!
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A bittersweet take. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks, Meg!
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