100 Word Wednesday: The Cost #amwriting #flashfiction #crime #100WordWednesday

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Credit: Toa Heftiba


I’m seventeen and I wish I wasn’t old enough to understand what was happening through the trees.

There were five men laughing around a garbage can bonfire. The worst part was the two women crying and begging the men to stop as each man took turns with the women, raping them.

I knew I couldn’t intervene. I felt helpless but then I remembered my smartphone in my pocket. It had a camera with many megapixels and zoom.

Above the pandemonium no one heard me snap as many pictures as I could. I walked back to my house from the ravine and I called the police; they said I was a hero after.

The problem is some things in life you can’t unsee.


©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.


15 thoughts on “100 Word Wednesday: The Cost #amwriting #flashfiction #crime #100WordWednesday”

      1. i watched something yesterday like this, a young girl’s innocence taken from her, and an older woman justifying the taker’s action, for he had a prominent role in society, that one girl’s innocence did not matter, rather his position in society was one to safeguard not hers. shocking truths in life we must endure in silent and gentle protest – like your writing here.

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  1. Not at all what I expected and yet cut me to the core. The imagery and the tenacity at which she continued to watch and record the crimes…you certainly can’t unsee, nor unlive, some memories. Chilling – thank you so much for joining us ❤

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