Her phone rang and an hour later she was at the hospital. She looked into the room and shed a tear for the last time. As she walked away from the deafening sound of the EKG flatlining, she whispered to herself, “Happy birthday, orphan.” #140fiction
— Sonia Sandhu (@MsSoniaSandhu) February 25, 2018
Tag: Creative Writing
Poem || Lock and Key
the locks were checked
twice, then thrice
the gate had been locked
because she’d paid the price
of trusting somebody to keep their promise
but, alas, they were all lies
Ms. Sonia Sandhu 