100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups : Week 170




…the scent was overpowering…

When I entered my home the scent was overpowering!

The scent of a stranger in my own house. The scent of a woman I know.

Why was she here while I wasn’t home?

I walked to our bedroom. OUR bedroom of all places.

There they were. Both in the bedroom. Both naked.

I felt I was going to faint. Then suddenly I felt calm again, turned around never to return to this place again.

Till today when I smell the scent I want to freeze. Life goes on, I don’t want to smell it again.

15 responses to “100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups : Week 170”

  1. Nou het jul my deurmekaar. Is hierdie ‘n ware storie of deel van ‘n challenge?


    1. He he, toor ek lekker met jou kop!. Dis veronderstel om fiksie te wees! Net 100 woorde is meer as genoeg vir my om te skryf want ek is maar n ou v min woorde( eie ondervindings help natuurlik om dit meer realisties voor te stel!)

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  2. Laat my dink aan Dark Lady van Cher.

    Cher is nogal ‘n goeie storie verteller as ek daaraan dink.


    1. Ja, is nogal. Het gou eers geluister na Dark Lady.


  3. I agree. Thank you for your positive comment


  4. Not a situation anyone wants to find themselves in – and unfortunately, not one to be easily forgotten. Nicely written. 🙂


  5. Very well written. Not a nice thing to come home to. 😦


    1. Thank you, don’t think it is a good experience


  6. mmmmmm …ok ek bly doodstil


    1. Dis maar hoe dit gaan!…..

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  7. Baie diep storie! Kom jou pyn voel!


    1. Dankie, dis maar dinge wat mens vergewe maar nie vergeet nie!


  8. Really liked your story. I can identify as I am divorced. 🙂


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