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A couple of things really, not that anyone's probably interested in reading them. :P
These short stories are based off of photographs I found on the internet, if you're interested in seeing them, contact me. Secondly, I'm not sure if I'm publishing these stories in the right place, so please correct me if you can. And lastly, any constructive criticism is welcome. Thank you. :)
Vulnerability
vul⋅ner⋅a⋅bil⋅i⋅ty
- Adjective
1 – Capable of or susceptible to being wounded or hurt, as by a weapon: a vulnerable part of the body.
2 – Open to moral attack, criticism, temptation, etc: an argument vulnerable to refutation; He is vulnerable to bribery.
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Vulnerable. One of the worst words in the English dictionary. It sounds exactly like what it's meant to represent. Weak. Pathetic. Pitiable. An ugly way to describe someone who has no will to fight.
And yet still, I'm unable to describe myself any other way. I am vulnerable. I am alone. So frightfully alone. And I'm scared. So very scared. I am the one word I hate.
It's cold out here. In both my flesh and brain. I'm so very cold.
I have no-where to run to. No-where to go. I'm defenceless. Exposed. There is no-one for me to turn to. I have no sanctuary.
And yet still, I am unable to utter that one word from my lips. That one word that could stop this fear. The one word that could end my frail self.
Help.