Challenge
Descibe a time when your heart was broken by expecting something from someone
Must be PG 13, No sex, rascism, or homophobic comments in story
Pickled.
My finger shaking, I selected the email and opened it. My brain pulsated in my head, my hands numb from anticipation. The email loaded for half a second and opened. A blank PDF was there, nothing more and nothing less. I lick my dry lips. The only sound is the soft click of my mouse as I open the PDF file. A new window appears, loading the image. My heartbeat quickens, my senses flare, my mind races. Slowly, the image loads onto the window. A green face. Red lips. Dark, empty eyes. A long, dark green figure. Oh no. My worst fear has become a sharp, sudden reality before my very eyes. I have just been pickled.
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