Time for Lillie McFerrin’s Five Sentence Fiction. I have only recently begun to attempt to write stories rather than poetry. So, please be patient. This week is based around the piece I done for the last Five Sentence Fiction. Here we go:
Tear’s threatened to overflow and spill from her green eyes. Dreama had known for awhile that she was dying and had been preparing herself for the moment for months. Thinking back to all the wonderful memories she had gathered up in her lifetime and stored away in her mind, made her feel melancholy. Rain pelted against the window where she sat, staring outside, but focusing on nothing of importance. Her mind roamed with images of roads she had traveled and remembering a night in the rain when her and Dennis went on their first date.
@ donetta sifford
Written for: Five Sentence Fiction