February 11, 2007
Flash Fiction Number 9 - Angry Face
The next time I see your face I will be angry. Because I cannot see it now, my eyes are clouded, like my mind.
I should be angry after all. Anybody in my position would be. You are probably angry too, but maybe you can see my face now. You always think clearly in times like these. Not me.
But then I see your face and it isn’t angry at all. I thought I would be angry but I’m not. Your face shows no sign of anger; only the face of calm that I see when I close my eyes.
Posted by carl1236 at February 11, 2007 4:27 PM | Writing