Rose Strailos Flash Stories - 10. Chapter 10

31. living

He didn’t know what living was. He…didn’t know what it meant to feel alive, to feel the rush of doing something worthwhile! He didn’t know what it meant because he didn’t care. He didn’t care about the rush of doing things. He was content with his life and that was all that mattered.

He didn’t truly live in the way he was supposed to until he was in White and was himself once more.

32. experience

He had lots of experience. He was rolling in it really. But the type of experience, sometimes just wasn’t the right kind that people wanted to hear about.

He knew how to best break into a house so as to not inform the owners of his presence.

He knew how to best sell whatever he had stolen that was just for himself.

He knew how to best make his partners yell in pleasure and bliss out enough for him to slice their throats.

He knew best how to use his experience to his advantage and keep it all hidden away from the world.

34. praise

It came in soft words and patting hands; in boastful tones and beaming smiles. It warmed her and wrapped her up in a cocoon of self confidence that no one could touch. It could come in words on a screen that made her smile or it could come from a message on a phone. It could come from everywhere and no where.

But it also could come from lying lips and in false words, leaving her shivering and cold. It could destroy just as easily as it could build, leaving her wondering why she deserved such praise from those with false words and tongues.