Short Story: In the Stillness

There is this story I have never told anyone. I have kept it to myself because I can. It’s not a horrible story. It’s quite beautiful. But sometimes, when I am about to say it aloud, I wonder will it lose its magic if I let you tear it apart. You see, I’m not quite sure if it happened. And you would convince me it was just my neurons playing tricks on me, as you do with everything else. Render my being to the chemical reactions, and all I want is to be more than my hormones and DNA.

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