Word Count: 116
Story Notes: Just a strange, sad little story I wrote about a corpse.
A lifeless body lay on the muddy ground. When he was alive, his name was Jake. Jake had friends and lovers. He had a family that cared about him. He had a dog named Champ and an aquarium full of tropical fish. Jake loved books. He loved to be lost in a story; to stay up all night wondering what become of the characters now that the story was over. He dreamed of becoming something; becoming someone.
The body that was once Jake didn’t dream. It didn’t love. It didn’t feel. It didn’t realize or even care that the story of Jake’s life was over. It just lay there still as the dead in the mud.
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