It is once again time for my take on the 500 words. This week’s story is called “Prisoner”. This story is more in your face than last week’s story “A kitten and a stroller”
Enjoy.
A door, a wall, a bucket.
A sound, a voice, a fist.
Blood drip down my lip. Metal goes down my throat.
Click.
“Please let me free.” I plead. “Please, let me go.”
They laugh. I cry. They kick. I fall.
“Drink!” They scream.
My face goes down. I scream bubbles. My face goes up.
“Drink!”
Down I go. Bitterness fills my mouth. I swallow. A sipper goes up above me and they refill bucket. They laugh. They lift me up.
“Are you still thirsty?”
“Please.” I beg.
“Then drink!”
Down I go. They hold me down until all is gone.
“You stink.” They spit in my face and throw me on the floor.
They laugh. They leave.
I cry. I stay.
I am all alone.
Please let me free.
DBJ 