Running from my captor, I swam across the channel. No sooner had I got to land he came after me in his boat.
All I could think of was, run, run! If he catches me he will kill me! I must run and I must hide!
What do I do? I have ran so much I can barely catch my breath but he is still hot on my trail.
I told him I didn't know where the jewels were because I had nothing to do with them. It's Robert, not me!
Finally! He is leaving and I can breathe again.
Thank you Louise for our photo prompt this week!
This is my 100 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.
To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below: