Judging your writing alone, this was very well done, but it's one of those entries that makes me want to discuss the character and how much I wish she'd found help before the end.
Her final sentiment is so jarringly wrong to me that I have a hard time understanding it, her, and by default, the story.
I really don't mean that to suggest that you haven't mastered your craft, because you have, but I also wanted to comment on the content of the story itself.
I became the oxygen he now breathes; I became the excited molecules that still surround him to keep him warm; I became the wind that gives him a hug every morning on the way to his car.
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Judging your writing alone, this was very well done, but it's one of those entries that makes me want to discuss the character and how much I wish she'd found help before the end.
Her final sentiment is so jarringly wrong to me that I have a hard time understanding it, her, and by default, the story.
I really don't mean that to suggest that you haven't mastered your craft, because you have, but I also wanted to comment on the content of the story itself.
Well done. And creepy. :)
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<3 <3 <3
I loved this. Excellent work, lady.
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