Monday, December 24, 2012

The Bride




She looked lovingly at her dress, as it hung from the closet door. The satin, smooth and sensual under her fingertips, the net, so fine that she couldn’t help feeling scared she might damage it by a simple touch. But all those months of designing and trying had finally paid off. She knew she’d look just perfect, walking down the aisle, in that beautiful perfect dress.

As a tear slowly escaped from the corner of her eyes, a click resounded through the room, followed by a slow tiresome, cackling sound, as she withdrew the lighter from the corner of the dress, and watched her life go up in flames.



6 comments:

  1. I'm so glad that I found your blog. This was beautiful. I read it thrice. You are a gifted writer, Shreya.

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    1. Thank you so much!! That really made my day!!!

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