Error. Restart? I stare at the ceiling as a sweet scent of chamomile engulfs me. I am safe in my cocoon, safe and cozy. My ….
Author: Ayah Khan
“Can I tell you about my dream?”
A woman smiled, as she put her hand on her stomach, “Sure!”
The child ran to her mother, eyes glistening with tears. The woman’s body tensed, and her fingers twitched to move the child away from her. She bit the inside of her cheek, ignoring the blood pooling in her mouth.
What was the name of that silly girl? It was a thought that always stuck to her, ever since she was five. “You hear you ….