PHOTO PROMPT © CEAYR
Word Count: 100 words of text, exactly
Genre: Somewhat-Grim Realistic Fiction
Escape
©May 13th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
When they came, I was asleep in my sleeping bag in the wooded park far from home, where my step-father had contributed to a life of mute terror.
The woods bordered a lake, across which blue-gold city-lights glowed. Along the trail, I’d salvaged chicken sandwiches thrown away by careless picnickers. That night, I slept contentedly.
I awoke suddenly to a bright blue light, and quiet noises. Creeping over to where I’d heard the sound, I saw policemen with dogs and flashlights. Without waiting, I ran for the lake, and plunged in.
What did it matter that I could not swim?
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I must be addicted to flash fiction! Not content with writing an inter-galactic romance in 100 words yesterday, I decided to go the route of grim fiction today in another 100 words.
With thanks to Fairy Blog-Mother and brilliant story-teller, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and to the master of micro-fiction CEAYR, for the mesmerizing photograph.