The door to the past

Copyright: Roger Bultot
It hurt me. The more I told myself not to think about the
past the more I seemed to think about it. But there was no use going back to
the things that hurt me right? When I still had a life to live to the fullest
it made no sense for me to hurt myself over things that couldn’t be changed.
What had happened had happened. So I decided to put away all that reminded me
of the past behind a door and lock it. Occasionally my mind does wander near
the door, but I will never open it.
Word count: 100
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

12 Comments Add yours

  1. Alana says:

    You had me convinced that this was absolutely true, and perhaps it is. Well done.

  2. Maliny says:

    Beautifully penned! I have been reading several posts on the prompt. Your take is really good:)

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Maliny 🙂

  3. Simran says:

    Most of ours story 🙂 heart lingers and the mind wanders but in between there is a will. Very well written, Reema 🙂

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Simran 🙂

  4. Its beautiful.. Thank you .. It really means alot.. Blessed to hav a frnd like u

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Marvin 🙂

  5. Suzy says:

    If the past upsets, then yes, best kept in the past. Nicely written.

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Suzy 🙂

  6. Kala Ravi says:

    Fiction that sounded soo real! Great work Reema!

    1. reemwrites says:

      Thank you Kala 🙂

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