She sat at the edge of the cliff with her legs, dangling 650 ft above ground. The scorching sun, masking the fact that Autumn was here, at least it should have been; just like many aspects of her life.
Jamila had the greatest shock when she found out, the man she was getting married to, someone she trusted with her loved ones, her son, was in fact a con, arriving Algeria only because of its no extradition law.
She took a deep breath in an effort to absorb the nature around her, anything to distract her mind. Droplets of water settled on her forehead and she gazed towards the sky.
But it’s supposed to be Autumn, she sighed.
The showers turned into a lot more and within a few minutes, Jamila couldn’t distinguish between the water from the sky and those from her eyes.
I needed that, she smiled, soaking in the rain and for the first time since the incident, grateful to God for having dodged a bullet.
word count: 168. This story is in response to Flash Fiction for aspiring writers photo prompt challenge. Each week, we are provided a picture to write a 75-175 word story. Thank you Grant-Sud for providing us with this week’s photo.ย
Great story, enjoyed.
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Thank you very much. I’m glad you enjoyed it ๐
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You could easily expand on this if you wanted. It’s an intriguing story, I really enjoyed it.
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Thank you! Yeah, I feel so too ๐
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There is always a feeling of being refreshed and renewed after a good cry. Great story, Ameena! I really enjoyed reading this.
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Oh yes! I normally just feel exhausted and fall asleep afterwards ๐. Thank you PJ, I am glad you enjoyed reading this.
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That’s true, it is also exhausting!
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Excellent story.
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Thank you very much ๐
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Yes she forsure dodged a bullet. I hope they deport him back.
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Oh yes she did! I think he might have escalated their clutches again considering deportation is not common,y done I’m Algeria. That’s why he went there in the first place.
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Ah, I see.
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Wow, that was an intriguing go off of that image. I liked it!
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Thank you very much. I started writing a completely different story by then the wheels turns. Glad you like it.
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Excellent!
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Thank you Marquessa ๐
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Reblogged this on BLACK DREAMS AND WHITE NIGHTMARES.
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I’m also glad she dodged that bullet! Great story ๐
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I know right?! Me too. ๐๐Thank God
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The feel of the piece- refreshingly beautiful!
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Thank you very much. ๐
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Beautiful style of writing Ameena. Great ๐ loved it thoroughly.
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Don’t cry too much over the what if’s and what could’s
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I agree. I try to remind myself of that often.
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A good cry seems to help clear the mind and the exhaustion from it helps the body relax so you can regroup and look at a situation differently. Amazing how this can help you.. Wonderful story, Armeena.
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loved this!!
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Thank you very much Steven. Glad you like it ๐
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Anytime Ameena! I would love for you to check out my short story blog when you have a minute ๐ take care!
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Nice blogpost
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