Fiction

    It's finally over! I've never been so relieved. The last week has been terrible. It all started with a flat tire, I called for help multiple times every phone call ending with the same message telling me to leave a voicemail.

This town has 100 ways of tearing you apart and the street signs stole them all and forced them down your hollow throat. I have already told you this but you continue to drown me out.

Hundred

Ari,

If I could do one thing on my bucket list I would travel the world. I would want to travel the world so I could see lots of cool places and make awesome memories.

    I would like to go to Greece and South Korea. I want to go to Greece because I like reading about the Greek gods and I’d like to see the temples and other historical places.

I have many different things on my bucket list for what I dream of doing. One of them is something I have wanted to do for so long, and that would be to travel around Europe for a year.

I have always loved the smell of hard-won warmth: dusty blankets, savory stew, all the various fragrances that can be distilled in a pot of boiling water.

The sun was hot. It burned my skin and made my insides buzz. The drink in my hand decorated the heat, like rouge on red cheeks. I wore a bathing suit that revealed the flat brown of my belly. I could see my curves.

I run. I feel as though the hedge is closing in. I can almost feel it brushing my sides, as I turn sharply to the left. I feel like collapsing when I finally see it- the exit. I draw in my breath and sprint forward, my head throbbing.

"Hello, sir. Where might you be headed?" A lady on the street questions.
"Oh, you wouldn't be interested." The man answers.
"You would be surprised at all that I am willing to believe right now!"