I hated them.
I really did.
I hated them so much that I used to dream of the day when they were gone.
But I could never act on my fantasies.
I wanted to.
I just didn’t didn’t have the courage.
So I watched them through my window and let my hate grow stronger.
Stronger until the day that I’ll find the courage.
The courage to finally act on my fantasies.
And make sure there won’t be anything left for me to hate.
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Categories: flash fiction