#microfiction challenge to write 30 thirty word stories during April in response to a daily prompt
She isn’t sure who she is anymore.
She is a daughter. She is a wife.
Once, she was going to be a mother.
Now she just feels hollow and lost.

#microfiction challenge to write 30 thirty word stories during April in response to a daily prompt
She isn’t sure who she is anymore.
She is a daughter. She is a wife.
Once, she was going to be a mother.
Now she just feels hollow and lost.
We have all felt that, I think.
Identity
Nothing was familiar as he wandered aimlessly, alone, confused. A man approached, inquired if he was okay. He wasn’t and a doctor was next. Amnesia; his identity unknown-what now?
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😦 The sadness in this is tangible.
Very tangible! Good job, Shawn!