Today on Microdosing our prompt is GRIME!
Write a story in 50 words!
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Black fingers, grime under my nails, life spent around wrenches and roaring engines. That was the mechanic's life—A life that siphoned every ounce of joy from me.
It took me years to finally pursue my passion. My fingers are still black but now stained with ink and dreams.
If you enjoy the challenge of Microdosing, check-out our longer flash fiction challenge in the Brick of Ficton!
PROMPT: GRIME
THE MESS
She hadn’t been gone long.
But by the time she got back, the grime was everywhere.
Most of the furniture had been knocked over and the floor was covered in crumbs.
It was going to take ages to clean.
She never should’ve let the children play with her vintage dollhouse… 😎
We split months ago but I still can’t escape. The memories of his touch repulse me, flooding back, and I swear for the briefest moment I saw his reflection behind me in the mirror. I turned on the shower, trying to scrub his filth from me until I draw blood…