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A Dangerous Path To Freedom

9 Mar

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I see these walls and steps that I am walking on and I realize that I will never walk them again. I will never touch these walls again. These are my last days on this castle. Tomorrow I will be on the run.

I was forced to marry this despot who calls himself king. But he never knew the true meaning of this word. My father was the real king.

I will sacrifice everything only to get free from this tyranny of his. The only way to do so is to kill him and run as far as possible. I will live in poverty maybe but it is worth it. I have to do it otherwise I will be the dead instead.

And so I walk these steps the last time preparing myself for the most dangerous path in my life. Till this time I was the oppressed one. But not anymore.

Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

A Letter To Home

5 Mar

 

I know it’s only been three weeks. I can feel it in my heart, in my inside, because it hurts so much. The fact that it’s only been three weeks of what is supposed to be my one year in this place just hurts me. I am at the beginning of this road which you have chosen for me.

The working hours are long and sometimes it is cold in here. I always try to switch my mind off while working. It will help me not to think of home I thought. But at the end of the day when the work is finished and I am not busy with the machines in the factory anymore, I think of you.

I think of all of you, sitting by the big table and laughing on John’s jokes. I think of Nell’s first steps and her innocent toddler face. I miss my brother and sister. But I miss you mother, the most.

It is snowing outside. The first snow since I came here. I look out the window and I imagine these snowflakes falling on our house. Maybe if you look out the window now, you will see me too.

 

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