Black Riders

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Ten word stories, part 1

I wondered once what life would bring, so it showed me.

 

I looked up and saw the cat, and it purred.

 

That first sip of coffee, it coloured my whole day.

 

This morning I woke up. That was a good start.

 

A star formed in the void, and here we are.

 

I once found a penny. It’s in my pocket still.

 

I was born. I will die, one day. The end.

(This came out of my first time attending Write Club, with a grateful shout out to Jenny W. for dragging me into the ring!)