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Let’s see how you choose to open and decode this message 🙂

Not that long ago and not in a galaxy far, far away, people here on Earth actually wrote letters to each other, so they could communicate over long distance.  This happened after writing was developed, but before the telegraph, or the telephone, or email was a thing.  Writing letters was how people stayed in touch.  People had to wait for weeks or even months for a letter to get from one part of the world to another.  If the letter was sent general delivery, then the post office would hold the mail until the recipient called for it.  In order to preserve the confidentiality of documents and confirm that they had been indeed written by the sender, letters were sealed with wax and stamped, which began in the Middle Ages.  At first, these sealed and stamped letters were the exclusive purview of monarchs, bishops, and royal courts for use in…

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Only to be opened on the event of my death.

Family, friends, the maid and a little dog called Molly, sat in the chairs. The solicitor opened up the sealed envelope, and faced the family with a smile. He was the only one privy to the information, having been there when the will was made.

So, where to the mansion, million pounds and his chain of superstores go? The solicitor tapped his pen on the desk, and read the words on the page. ‘To my family, I leave the gift of a smile. For that is all they are going to get. To the maid, as long as she looks after my dog, I give my entire fortune.’

One by one, they left the room.

The maid, still holding the dog, gave a shiver. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do with her new fortune…

Pain

pain is the initial cut of the scalpel
upon an open surgery,
dissecting through the deepest part of my body
’till the anesthesia,
takes in full control bringing me to a complete sleep –
pain, is gone;
i knew pain that way –
but, absolute pain doesn’t feel like that at all,
not even close,
it feels like a million initial cuts of millions of scalpels upon an open surgery,
with the anesthesia completely numbing your mind, but not your body;
and you slowly agonize as each layer of your skin is being lacerated –
your mind wonders; your soul afloats,
your body wishes for a slow motion movement,
hoping that at some point,
you’d be completely free from the pain-
but, lo and behold, no!
as the clock ticks faster, the pain gets more excruciating,
with every cut a multi layered wound is opened,
feeling the pain against…

It's Your ChoiceWhole night

bottle up emotions

every morning

face the world

with a smiling mask

as if all is well

in your world

leads to a situation

either you go to a mental asylum

or

explode

and

destroy 
your so-called

safe havenor

find a middle ground

choice is yours

Slowly building

Until I am ready to burst

This pressure

It’s a kind of curse

Its like blowing up a balloon

Until it goes pop

My head spins

Until its about to drop off.

I count slowly

From 1 to 20

Release the pressure in my brain

Before I start all over again.

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #280 – Reena Saxena (wordpress.com)