The Gremlin at My Side – Rebecca Bryn

It looks so innocuous, so innocent, this stealer of life. You wouldn’t think, to look at it, that this thin, black gremlin would hold such sway over my life, nor that it would with stealth and confusion, leach it away, yet it does without me realising.  But this week, it’s ugly inner self was revealed. It gave me one of those blank black looks and refused to speak. It turned deaf ears on my frustrated pleas of addiction and died. Did I miss it? At first, but then I spread my wings and lived – until it came back from the computer repair man.

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