Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

Have you been here before?

‘Have You Been Here Before?’


‘Have you been here before?’
The taxi driver asked me.
‘Yes. I use to live here, a long time ago.’
‘Why did you leave?’
‘Why does anyone leave a sinking ship?’


I cried blood. I spat blood. I tasted Blood.
He punched me again, his fist firm,
His posture perfect. He hit me again.


Two weeks later; I lay in A and E.
I breathed slowly; clinging on.
Keeping my grip on this reality.


Crutches kept me upright,
Stumbling forward, edging closer.
I entered my home to see
It all battered and broken.


I noticed a note placed on the desk,

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