The moment is vivid in my mind. Still painful in my heart. Yes I did it! Out of anger. Spite. And I’ll carry that burden with me forever and beyond. Forgive me Dad.
This fiction was written for Trifextra: Week Sixty-nine.
This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession. You’re free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between. We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.
Mind of Shoo 