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Story A Week (SAW) 18: April 30th, 2018

By Adam O’Sullivan

I’m Sorry

You have to understand, I never wanted this.

I have been taken from my home, ripped away from my family and brought overseas against my will. I have been changed and transformed, forced into something I would never naturally do.

But then, I don’t really have a choice.

I see something heading towards me, and I know it has already begun.

The free neutron strikes me, an atom of uranium 235. I split, and nuclear fission begins.

I weep, but the tears are created by the reaction, and produce a terrible amount of energy and devastation.

I’m sorry.

 

My Daddy

Sometimes Daddy will come home and have trouble standing up. He’ll get angry at me, and Mommy will help him stumble into bed. On those nights, he frightens me.

Tonight, Daddy looks sad when he comes home. I go to cheer him up, and he smiles when he sees me.

My Daddy hands me a present. A teddy bear. I don’t notice the dried bloodstains in its fur until much later.

I believe that my Daddy’s not a bad man. Just sometimes he’s asked to do bad things for work.

Like my Daddy always says, “It’s either them or us.”

 

The Library of Your Life

In my hands, I hold the story of my life. It is a leather bound book, the first few chapters written in tiny, compressed writing. The final pages are still blank.

I have often wondered what would happen if the book were to be destroyed.

The pages burn as the fire consumes the stories of my past.

I feel the heat throughout my entire body.

The book falls to the floor and then I am aflame as well.

I remember every single thing I have ever done, but now I and my life will be forgotten by history.

I scream.

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