PHOTO PROMPT © What’s His Name
Abdul stared at the smartphone. Cold fear gripped his heart. It seemed Karima left an audio diary on her phone. The police wouldn’t help him if they heard this.
He pressed play again, “Frankfurt. That’s where I’ll go. Simply pointed to a place on the map, blindfolded. That’s how much I don’t care anymore. Life is dreary here. My soul longs for adventure.”
His sister’s voice pulled at his heart through the mounting fear. He had to find her. Human trafficking was on the rise. Girls disappeared every week.
Karima was always reckless, but she’d never leave without saying goodbye.
100 words
Had a busy few weeks at work handling crisis after crisis, and kept me away from writing and Friday Fictioneers. But I’ve clawed my way back and I’m glad to be here this week!
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge is to write a full stroy in 100 words or less.
Read more flash ficion here.
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Great drama and poignancy in this, Fatima
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Thank you, Neil.
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Great story – although I didn’t see how it linked to the photo. I hope he finds her!
Susan A Eames at
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The image gave me a sense of abandonment and I went with that. 😊
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Dear Fatima,
So sad…girls disappear every day. Hope he finds her. Good one.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Oh he’s a good big brother. He’ll search high and low! Thank you, Rochelle.
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The brother’ fear is palpable. I am hoping Karima is still around.
Nice story, Fatima.
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Thank you!
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This seems like the beginning of a story in the vein of “Taken”.
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Hopefully, they will reconnect. Nicely done.
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Well done, Fatima. Scary prospect. I hope she did just run away and was not taken…
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Scary indeed! Thank you, Dale.
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It’s to be hoped she can be found.
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Chilling and unfortunately believable that it could happen.
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great job
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I love the pic at the top of your blog. I actually used to go to two bookstores that resembled the picture…stacks and stacks of old books. Fun memories.
Story was well-done. Thanks for your contribution.
Mine: https://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2017/11/29/friday-fictioneers-a-memory-a-fear-glad-i-am-older/
Scott
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Great story, Fatima. It really drew me in, especially the bit about not telling the police because then they wouldn’t help. That’s the sort of little detail that really hooks a reader.
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Thank you, Penny! This kind of feedback really helps. As aspiring novelists we’re always learning to craft that perfect little hook on the first page.
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I love the line “The police wouldn’t help him if they heard this.” It really spurned my imagination. Nicely written.
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I hope he finds Karina – he certainly loves his sister! Really good story!
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Another cliff-hanger. Will he or won’t he rescue her. It can be a great or an ugly world depending on who you meet up with.
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Sad, sad world we live in. Well told.
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Beautifully painful, to say the least!
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