writing challenge: Dec 22, 2017
Prompt: Write about the date of an anniversary
March 29 was the day you disappeared. Earlier that day I had texted you, elated by the news that I had just bought a plane ticket to see the boy that you always said was “the one” for me. Your last words to me were: “That’s fucking awesome!” I had no idea that in a few short hours, the time between our conversation and me going to work, that you would be gone from me forever. Every March 29, just days after my anniversary with that same boy, I wear the bracelet you gave to me and I think of you.