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| comment | | "parent_author":"",<br>"parent_permlink":"writing",<br>"author":"sarahben",<br>"permlink":"7-daywriting-day1",<br>"title":"#7 DayWriting Day1",<br>"body":"<html>\n<p>https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmP4zQBPeMYd6iACA4JWN1GRB4AjnTocs255WdvJSeoGCY\/7da.PNG<\/p>\n<h3>Day1<\/h3>\n<p><br><\/p>\n<p>Early morning silence....I heard nothing...the light from my phone the only evidence of life....straining her eyes in the dim light she looked toward the window the curtains were not drawn...the windows lain open.<\/p>\n<p>The heat was sultry,<br> it had been an exceptionally warm day,<br> tossing and turning under the duvet the warm air from the gulf was having fun,<br> curling its way into the homes along the street. It was night but it felt so warm,<br> if only there was a breeze,<br> the fan hummed in the corner. From her duvet she flicked out a leg,<br> this was not good she needed the bathroom,<br> she got up her feet falling onto the soft rug underneath....gently she made her way to the bathroom. \"oh what a difference,<br> the cold tiles of the bathroom reminding her and yet the shock difference shot through her. Turning the tap on ...she splashed herself,<br> hmmm she thought a vision entered her mind.<\/p>\n<p>She shuddered at the mental image that had briefly escaped,<br> she had promised herself ...ugh! she was angry why?...Leaning back against the coolness of the tiles she reminisced,<br> closed her eyes for a hot second,<br> allowing herself for just one moment one small moment .....the luxury of that kiss...she felt her heart race...no she wouldn't.<\/p>\n<\/html>",<br>"json_metadata":" \"tags\":[\"writing\",<br>\"challenge\",<br>\"blog\",<br>\"life\",<br>\"inspiration\" ,<br>\"image\":[\"https:\/\/steemitimages.com\/DQmP4zQBPeMYd6iACA4JWN1GRB4AjnTocs255WdvJSeoGCY\/7da.PNG\" ,<br>\"app\":\"steemit\/0.1\",<br>\"format\":\"html\" " |
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