I’m So Tired
100 Word Fiction
I’m so tired. I know I should stop but I have to get there. I can’t believe it. When the phone rang at 11 last night, I knew it could be bad news. Yet I answered it. I should have let it ring. Some things can’t be put off. I’m so tired. I have to stop. My eyes won’t focus anymore. It’s 6 in the morning. Others will be on the road soon. I have to stop or there will be two coffins, not one. I expected it to be him, not her. Okay, I see that…Rest Area 1 Mile.
THIS FLASH FICTION PIECE IS IN RESPONSE TO ROCHELLE’S FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT.
There’s an Inlinkz thingy to add your Friday Fictioneers post that you can get at Rochelle’s site. I couldn’t figure out how to add it to my post, though!
Excellent portrayal of how weary you are. Well done
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Thank you, Tric.
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Phone calls at 11:00 are risky to answer. It takes courage to answer it. Great portrayal of difficult experience.
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Thank you, Amy.
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What a great conversation…. Had one like it myself. I do hope the Rest Stop arrives soon!
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Dear Corina,
If I’m not mistaken (and sometimes I am), a welcome to Friday Fictioneers is in order. As for your story, life is full of surprises and not all of them pleasant. Well done portrayal of shock, grief and exhaustion.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you for the welcome, Rochelle. It was a fun prompt. I look forward to more.
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Who is him and who is her?
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