Real Writers get you into the story. This piece did it on me.


I saw him today and my heart skipped a beat. It was the first time our eyes had met since his release. He had spent a good ten years behind bars. I froze in my tracks the same way I had done the day he was sentenced and our eyes locked. It seems I had not been doing well with my recovery from the trauma in his absence. A second gaze at him disqualified my hard won victory over fear (or so I thought). I relived the entire ordeal as if it had happened yesterday. Questions flooded my mind in no particular order and a stream of tears flowed freely. I’m not sure what the reason for the tears was. I guess it was a concoction of pain, anger, and helplessness. Why would somebody display such callousness without even a drop of remorse? I was only an innocent nine…

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