tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post7949352446128921484..comments2024-02-05T01:49:05.302-05:00Comments on Creative Bloomings' Flashy Fiction Friday: Sunday FundayWalt Wojtanikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723314300320671675noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6642076166796902853.post-63384054316532490502010-09-07T23:04:14.533-04:002010-09-07T23:04:14.533-04:00He hands me the tickets and I take a deep breath. ...He hands me the tickets and I take a deep breath. I can't believe I'm really going. I've been waiting all my life for this. This is my chance. This is my dream. This has been the hope that has hung in front of my eyes since I was a little girl. This is everything to me. And this, this moment, this instant in which my dreams come true -- this needs to be remembered forever in a memorial. This is a timeless moment. Perfect. Endless. Eternal.<br /><br />Oh god.<br /><br />Why is there a knife in my belly?C. N. Nevetshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00375714948653196993noreply@blogger.com