Escape
She was hardly sixteen. Like
all girls of her age she ought to have been living a happy, cheery and carefree
life. But she was trapped and was condemned to plot an escape from the clutches
of her family.
She looked at the pen; it
belonged to her grandfather. The old man, she recalled, was almost in love with
his pen and would not let anyone even touch it. She was uncertain whether she could use it to
deter him; perhaps a stab in the eye would hurt him.
As the door opened she
felt a tremor rising deep inside her. She tried, but vainly, to give a deadpan
look as he stepped in. The fear was overpowering.
She could hear her mother;
she was in the kitchen. The mother was, as usual, busy cooking and muttering
some inanities.
The mother stopped, but for
a moment only, when she heard an ear-splitting scream. She looked
towards the girl’s room.
A pen, blood dripping
from its nib, rolled out of her daughter’s room.
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A post for Three Word Wednesday; word prompt- carefree, deadpan, ear-splitting
and Sunday Photo Fiction
on a photo prompt.
Word count 172
A great way to stop a monster. I like how you integrated all the prompts. I like it. Plus the karma. A good bonus touch :-)
ReplyDeletebut i'm not sure if the girl could stop him, he could have hurt her with that pen. thanks for stopping by
DeletePeople like that deserve a pen through the eye.
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DeleteA dark story indeed. Where has the mother been when this evil grandfather has been casting a shadow over the household. He seems to have been ruling by fear. The young granddaughter has been paying the price. If a pen through the eye was her only defence then it was. What a shame if he used it against the girl. If so, he needs to finally pay the price in prison. Good writing I.B. ---- Suzanne
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