I doubt anyone will ever find me.
Not all the way out here.
There’s no way.
They can’t find me here.
And yet I’m scared.
Scared that one day I’ll open my door and there they are.
Waiting for me, handcuffs out, ready to take me back.
Take me back home.
Back to the scene of the crime.
I’m scared of that day.
Even though I know they will never find me here.
Out here in my own private paradise.
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Categories: flash fiction