From My Window | Micro-Fiction

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I stared out the window, the sound of honking and people shouting coming up from the street below. I tried to drown it out the noise. I couldn’t understand how they carried on with their lives. With the world in shambles and their already angry voices, why did they bother?





This is my entry for eveningart@eveningart’s 50 Word Micro-Fiction competition! You can find it here as well as the photo I used.

From My Window | Micro-Fiction | Ecency