Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #19: In no more than 50 words, write about guilt. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Guilt Is A Terrible Roomate
It burns deep in my stomach, twists my intestines until I cramp. My face pinches tight to hold it still, no expression slips through. It mocks me in my head, laughing at my pretend control. I laugh, loud and infectious and hoping they don't notice. Everything about this is wrong.