Flash Fiction 9


The blade hovered over her wrist. She stopped and thought “One would be forgiven if they thought I stopped because I was afraid of dying. Little do they know that I have failed at everything that was important to me. I cannot risk failing at this too.”

She put the knife down and walked away.

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