I was ready to have it ripped to shreds.
There was no more time.
I was going to hand it in.
And wait until I get it back.
Wait until I get something back that is no longer the piece of gold I thought I handed in.
I will be ripped to shreds.
All my mistakes will show.
All the things I thought I’d done right will be shown to be wrong.
All of them.
I’m ready to have it ripped to shreds.
And I can’t wait to have it back.
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Categories: flash fiction