Picture it & Write 10/28/12

Posted: October 29, 2012 in Fiction, short stories, Uncategorized, writing
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A photo prompt is provided and all are invited to write a story in their own style based on this prompt. Please take a minute to read the entries at Picture it & Write, you’ll be glad you did. You can click HERE or on the graphic at the bottom of the story.

It’s astounding, time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll
But listen closely, not for very much longer
I’ve got to keep control

Leave it to her to pull up the “Rocky Horror Picture Show,” at a time like this. A nervous chuckled escaped as she pushed further into the corner, picturing Riff-Raff, Magenta and Columbia singing Time Warp. Actually, it was the perfect soundtrack , because her past was firmly fixed in her mind, but her future began to melt the minute she was grabbed. Time was indeed fleeting.

Reaching for the handle of her ancient truck was the last thing she remembered before waking on a lumpy mattress in a dank, wood-paneled room with a dirt floor, devoid of windows. Her shoes and jewelry were missing, but she was relieved to see she still had her clothes on. The man came by from time to time, his approach signaled by the sound of boots on a cement floor. Each visit was the same, he unlocked the door, placed a tray of food on the bed, stroked her hair, then left, wordlessly. The name “Ginny” would be forever etched in her mind as it was emblazoned in red letters on the brown bag, complete with ragged eye holes that he used to cover his face.

She had tried begging, tears and anger, but he refused to speak. Most of her time was spent searching the room for possible weapons or staring at the bedside lamp. It was during one of these staring sessions that she hatched a plan. Pulling the sheet from her bed, she wrapped it around the glass lamp, hoping it would muffle the sound as she smashed it on the floor.  Removing her pantyhose, she filled them with broken the glass and other parts before tying them off.

The next time he came, she was waiting behind the door. The first blow elicited a scream and the second drove broken glass into his eyes. Screaming, she swung once more, smiling as he crumpled to the ground. Dropping her makeshift weapon, she bolted to freedom before using the phone at a local diner to call 911 and wait.

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Comments
  1. Good grief; lucky escape… What happened next…!?!

  2. joetwo says:

    Pretty shocking story!

  3. Anne Schilde says:

    Haha, I actually had to read the words “time warp” before I got it! Great story, but the image of pantyhose filled with glass is probably going to give me nightmares now.

  4. Ermilia says:

    Wow that is powerful and left me speechless other than to say thank you for contributing. It’s amazing how differently people can interpret the same picture. I can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with tomorrow.

    -Eliabeth

  5. […] story in their own style. You can read the entries or submit your own by clicking  HERE or on the graphic below. The photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it […]

  6. […] story in their own style. You can read the entries or submit your own by clicking  HERE or on the graphic below. The photograph will be reblogged under Ermisenda on tumblr and added to the Picture it […]

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