THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE

She could hear her mother’s voice from the grave, ‘Is it worth it?’

The world tilts out of kilter. Sun sears her eyeballs. Cool tarmac against her face. Shards of broken green glass. A dent in a red metal bin.

Memories of the night before. Anger and hatred. Standing firm. Too slow to run. Her cut lip and bloated cheek throb.

Would those boys be proud?

She picks herself up. She will not be silenced.

It is worth fighting for her country. For her rights. For her beliefs.

Tonight she will be at the front of the protest line.

Her mother would be proud.


Copyright Rowena Curtin

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

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73 thoughts on “THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE

  1. Very poignant, Iain and I really felt myself in her shoes. Well done.
    I am having great fun reading through the responses to my photo. Unfortunately,, the photo went through sideways and should be rotated, which you pick up on and wove into your story.
    Best wishes,
    Rowena

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      1. I’ve been really stoked by the stories coming out of this prompt. I sent Rochelle two versions. The other version was more of a basic photo of the box, but when I saw that bright sunlight beaming through in what is usually a fail in a photograph, I thought it could be inspiring. I’ve wondered whether more cryptic prompts are more inspiring.

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