Friday

Last weeks curse of the century

Hi. My name is kerri and I have a curse.
  Not just any curse mind you, but a spectacularly terrible one. Storybooks don’t mention it and it’s hid from those fabled  tales of long ago. No one actually talks about it, it’s not whispered about or mumbled under breath. I bet you’re wondering what it is, well I’ll give you a hint - I’ve mentioned it before. Go give a look see, let me know if you find it. 
Give up? 
I’ll go easy on you. As for my curse... 
Every night,  right before I close my eyes and go to sleep, my heart breaks. Its broken. Shattered. I am filled with an overwhelming sense of sadness. It’s so profound that it often stops me from sleeping. 4 melatonin, 3 Benadryl, 2 unisom. I beg for sleep.
Even though My heart is held together with ribbon bits & tacky glue, it’s fragmented pieces remind me of every bad decision that I’ve ever made. It lists the mistakes I’ve made and categorizes every  broken promise. Every night, I am told the story of my life. horrible thing that I’ve ever done. My heart, you see - my heart won’t let me forget. 
Hi. My name is kerri and I am cursed.  

Shrinking until shrunk

This is the end of a story that I will never start writing. I used grammerky for my spelling and grammarly mistakes. But, the rest is me.  C...