Under the Sheets

Memories return as I crawl into the depths of my blankets. Darkness envelops me, then takes me to a place where a newly born’s laughter places smiles on many faces. They are vague, nearly forgotten, but my desire is achieved. Safety. Love. Shelter. Things taken for granted in the past, but no longer. No longer do I have the smiles. All I have are the memories. And the depths of my blankets.


About Martin Hooijmans

Martin Hooijmans is a writer, a traveler and the founding editor of Story Shack. He has a profound love for storytelling and a mind overflowing with ideas. Currently, he’s based in Munich and working as a SEO and front-end developer. Also check out his new project: relgrowth

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