Survival

So I have returned to Friday Fictioneers and send out a many thanks to Rochelle for being its host and Brenda Cox for this thought-provoking photo. This may be the first time that my story doesn’t show a direct tie-in to the photo. But, I kept thinking an upward climb and this weird little story unfolded as weird little stories (especially from me) do.

I’ve been dealing with a writer’s block that’s even manifested in my book reviews so I’m hoping this will help me break free. Thanks for reading. 😀

PHOTO PROMPT -Brenda Cox

Survival

It was stupid.

We were stupid.

It was a stupid thing to do.

We thought our friendship would survive the apocalypse, but what we became were people who didn’t like each other anymore.

“Whose idea was this?” Li asks.

No one answers.

We don’t look each other in the eye anymore.

Jose gags as if he’s about to puke.

I’ve had enough. I remove my gloves, toss them on the ground. “I don’t understand why we had to kill them.”

“To win,” Gary says.

Win what? The bullet shrieking tells me: survival.

I finish digging the grave with my bare hands.

end

Sascha Darlington 2021

18 thoughts on “Survival

  1. Dear Sascha,

    One finds out who their real friends are in a situation like this. You left me wanting to know more and that’s not a bad thing.
    I understand about writer’s block. I’ve been going through a pretty dry spell myself lately.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

    1. Sorry to hear that you have it as well, Rochelle. When I read a book and can’t write about it, I know I’m in trouble. 🙂 Hopefully your art isn’t in the same way.

      Many thanks! 🙂

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