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Depression | Mental Health | Flash Fiction
Disappearing (in Tokyo) is an Art
Don’t wait for life to pass you by — vanish today
Today’s writing challenge was to write a story starting with “Her shoes were too tight…” using the random word turn.
Drabbles are short in just 100 words. Their brevity demands meticulous precision — every syllable must earn its place. So, linger a while, let the words sink in. Read, highlight, clap, comment — your engagement honors the writer’s craft. LESS text is undoubtedly MORE meaning.
Her shoes were too tight, but she didn’t care.
Every step was a diversion from her poor life.
She longed for the world to forget her existence.
Like every evening, she followed her ritual.
She let her painful footsteps decide her path through the city, with one single objective: to become invisible.
The busy streets blurred around her — Tokyo style. But it must be the same in every big city: Paris, New York...
The last turn took her into a deserted alleyway. Where no one would imagine she’d be.
Presence erased, her wish granted.
