Sunday, May 1, 2016

100 Words a Day 838

The letter was folded neatly on my desk, there was no envelop. My heartbeat quickened and I could feel my blood pump through my temples. The paper sounded like thunder, shaking in my hands. I undid the careful folds. It was to the point. I was fired. They didn’t even have the decency to tell me to my face. I found little relief in the certainty of my situation. Instead I was overcome by a great lethargy. I moved as a sloth, gathering my few possessions in a cardboard box and dragged my feet towards the office door, head bowed.

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