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I will be starting my blog series very soon. These are very rough drafts that will be exclusive to my blog. At some point they will be published as an anthology of short stories, but for now you get the rough, unpolished works.

I slid my finger across the screen. My blank stare saw the pictures but my brain didn’t register them. My fingers, of their own accord, reached up and stroked my chin. The bristles of hair there feeling stiff from days of neglect. I don’t know how long I had been sitting in the same place staring at the same pictures, but it had been long enough that my body had started to cramp. I tossed the iPad to the side as I stood up. Not going anywhere, just standing up. My floor length robe hanging as lifeless as I felt. I sighed and turned my head to the left and then to the right before sitting back down, staring at the iPad on the floor next to me. I felt the anger burn inside of me. I have felt anger before but this was different, more intense. I felt my face contort into something other than human. Of course it did. No human could feel this much rage. Could they? I couldn’t take my eyes of that damn iPad. Anger turned into fury and finally rage. How….Why am I so angry at this piece of machinery? Before I could stop myself, I stood up and began stomping on the iPad. I stomped until the screen cracked and kept going. When all was said and done, there were pieces of it strewn around the room. I tried to slow my breathing but it just wasn’t happening. I hated that thing. I hated it more than what had happened. Was that true? I didn’t care at that moment; I just knew the hate I was feeling and it wasn’t slowing down. I watched myself as I began throwing the pieces at the walls of the traditionally decorated room; the sitting room. I wasn’t sitting now. I watched as I put my fist through a screen my mother left me when she died. Died. There’s that word again. I stopped, my chest heaving with the exertion. I finally dropped to my knees and sobbed. I didn’t cry this hard on that day. I picked up a few pieces of the tablet. I hated that thing. I only got it because of her. I loved her; still do.

Hi. My name is Akemi Takashi and I found my fiance with the back of her head blown out five days ago.

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