Written in the middle of last year, I supposed. Very direct words, nothing relevant.

Thoughts from a hospital room.

Souls dissolve before my eyes.

By Bryan Wegman.

He lives but life is translated.

A young man wearing a law mandated ankle bracelet, which is noticeable to the public surrounding him, and makes them consider what his offense was.

Isolated.

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Part two of my story. Go here for part one – http://authspot.com/short-stories/isolation-6/

I am submitting this story as I write it, for review and entertainment. Looking for some feedback. It centers around a young girl who is left completely alone after a nuclear war.