Wobbling on her feet she reached the door
She did not think this could have happened to her
She had trusted him
But his friends were monsters and he was their team leader
How dare they touch her like public property ?
The knife in her hand..dripping with blood
Was proof that she would never ever lose her dignity.
In response to Weekend writing prompt #340- wobble
Image Source
Nice encapsulation!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLike
Great write π
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
And a powerful “first” it is. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you π
LikeLiked by 1 person