She gazes into the abyss, a gnawing itch tickling the back of her brain. A wisp, a puff, a shroud of a notion keeks through the fog—before vanishing in an instant. Her eyes glaze, her mind blank.
“Why did I come in here?” she wails, glaring into the pantry.
Haley M. Hwang is a writer living in the Chicago area. Her career spanned working as a newspaper reporter, medical writer, and online entertainment editor. She has a bachelor’s and master’s degrees in journalism from Northwestern University. When she isn’t writing, she is drinking coffee, eating pastries, and thinking about her next meal.
LMAO didn’t see that coming! Love this!! So relatable!
Ha! Great ending :)
I came here to comment then forgot what I was going to say.
Well written–funny, clever ending! Love it!
Happens to me all the time!!! Confession: I had to look up keek.
Nicely done Haley! This is so me … walk into a room, all determined and full of purpose. Then I look around and think, “Why am I here?”
I have looked into this void, and it has looked into me.
Ha ha ha – yep! That was a great surprise ending.
Love it! Haha
Ha! That is perfect! I love the dichotomy of moods. Nicely done!
This is so clever and funny! I love it!
Nicely done. I hate it when this happens to me! :)
Love how much you packed into 50 short words! You captured the that moment perfectly. Amazing story!!!
An extremely suspenseful and mysterious writing of an every day problem for me! Congrats!
Love it! And been there!
Amazing job! I love that you say “a wisp, a puff, a shroud” like the idea is tiny, then grows around her before vanishing completely! You perfectly captured a very real moment. Love it!
You describe that moment so well!! Very skillfully done.
Delightful, especially the way you’ve captured the feeling it’s almost there, then vanishes.
“Would you like some strawberries?”
(Runs upstairs)
I loved it mom! I’ve seen it first hand too!
This is great! I didn’t expect that ending! Happens to me on a daily basis!
Totally happens to me every day. Sometimes every hour!
-Laurie
Poignant and vulnerable … the middle aged brain!