I was standing at the corner of 5th and Silver waiting for the walking light to turn green when I saw him. Him, the man that raped me three years ago. I felt the air rush out of my lungs and my heart beat furiously. I wanted to run and not let him see me, but the light turned green. I began walking in the crosswalk, keeping my head down, hoping he wouldn't see me. Suddenly, a power greater than me picked up my feet and legs and threw me in his direction.
“You bastard!” I slapped his face.
This is my 100 word submission for the challenge, Sunday Photo Fiction, kindly hosted by Al Forbes. Al provides us with a wonderful photo prompt and approximately 100-200 words with which we create our stories. It is fun and addicting and everyone is welcome to participate. If you would like more information, click HERE.
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