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Uncertainity - Drabble*


Maya bit her lip. She saw the laser lights ricocheting off the roof and walls. Searching for him in the crowd, she fell down. Her sight seemed to be blurred and hesitation kissed her forehead as she felt a sharp tingling sensation in her head. She thought she spotted him near the bar sharing drinks with strangers. Suddenly he was gone. She rose slowly and tried to walk back to the lounge. Her legs failed her. She looked down trying to remove her heels but she was barefooted.
She had taken a sip of toxin strewn in her shot glass.

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*Drabble - A drabble is a short work of fiction of around one hundred words in length


  1. nicely written, I have come across the word Drabble before, but never asked what it meant.

    1. Thanks you Solveig!
      Welcome to my blog! :)

  2. Beautiful. In this drabble, did the toxin dribble in her shot glass?

    1. Thanks SG! :) Yea, you could put it that way :)
      In my perception, I thought of the boyfriend as the antagonist who made her feel uncertain. And, to make the story a thriller, I even went to the extent of thinking that the boyfriend himself mixed the toxin in her shot glass :D

      Thanks again SG :)


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