Neighbours


(UPDATE: The following piece was written for the Canadian University Dubai 100 Word Creative Writing Competition and won the 2nd place in the university category)

 

For six years, whispers travelled back and forth through cracks.

Gently lulling, softly comforting.

 

For months, voices painted images.

Of lands unseen, of lives not lived.

 

For six years, they created a world of their own.

Strangers to the eye, salvation to the soul.

 

For months, they spoke of their dreams and hopes.

Their greatest mistake, a secret no more.

 

For six years, their whispers travelled back and forth

Through cracks they didn’t know.

 

For months, hushed voices weaved their fates

Their stories turned into foes.

 

A single blade fell, silence dropped.

There was an empty room behind the wall.

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