a short story inspired by a writing challenge where nothing is going on out loud. but emotionally everything i
a short story inspired by a writing challenge where nothing is going on out loud. but emotionally everything is breaking. someone is lying and only a personally close item knows the real truth behind the painful smile shown to the world. after the death of her friend Jessie. Jamie finds herself lying to other to hold onto the ghosts she has left of her friend, she tells everyone she's find. but what's really going on? an item close to her is the only thing that knows the truth. time holds you where I can't time has taken you has taken you to a place I can't follow. these are the words Jamie keeps repeating in the silence while she tells the world she's fine. is she really fine? or is she following the same fated path Jessie took before he passed? The Longest hour doesn't have a lot going on externally but internally is a raging storm waiting to break all caught in its emotional wake. a dark mental tale from dead doll stories that will make you wonder how no one can see the truth? or is it just well, hidden in plain sight? or are people just that good at masking what's really going on just underneath the smiles we see in the world? are we all hiding something we don't want the world to know about?