The Death of a dream (Flash Fiction)


Last night was the final nail in the coffin Julie thought. She had put up enough with his philandering ways and abusive behavior. She could not cope with it any more. She packed her bags as she finally decided to call it quits. She turned back to see what she was leaving behind one last time. She saw a decade of memories lying scattered across. She recognized few things that were strewn all over - violent days, sleepless nights, broken heart, shattered dreams and crumpled hope. Not able to face the debris any further she closed the door and left.

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Comments

  1. You expressed a lot in just few words. Nice one!:)

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    1. Thanks so much - am trying my hand at flash fiction for the first time!

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  2. Fabulous post !!
    "violent days,sleepless nights, broken heart, shattered dreams and crumbled hope" exactly describes the state of a lady. Very concise and complete I would say. It's letting a reader to ponder over it.
    You are becoming :)

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    1. Wow...that was some compliment, that too coming from you.

      I cannot tell you how glad I am to read this :o)

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  3. ohhhhhhh that is sad.. why relaions which are so brilliant to start with end like this ..

    all the best to her

    Bikram's

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  4. Short still very expressive...Ur words said everything that one could feel..just fabulous.

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    1. Yep...attempted flash fiction for the first time.

      Thank you so much!

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  5. A bag full of sorrows in such few words.

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    1. Thanks so much for understanding the depth in this post!

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    1. Thanks :)

      This is where the love for flash fiction began you see!!

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  7. Wish everyone could leave off their past debris...as if leaving them physically as you had described it in your post...good one loved it...!!!

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    1. I wish the same too because that is a burden we all find very difficult to carry around and live with.

      Thanks :)

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