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The following picture is the PHOTO PROMPT. Does it plant a story in your mind? Share it in a hundred words or less.
My story follows the prompt and the inLinkz frog. I relish honest comments and appreciate constructive crit.
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100
“Sabira! Where are you, you worthless bitch?” yelled her husband, Davlet.
From the barn rafters she watched him through a chink in the wall and prayed. “Don’t let him find me.”
Two weeks ago she’d been an ambitious university student until four men, including Davlet, jumped out of a car and forced her into it.
“Kyrgyz tradition,” said her mother when Sabira called her for help. “You’ll learn to be a good wife as grandmother and I did.”
“New tradition,” whispered Sabira as she tightened a noose she’d fashioned from barbed wire around her neck and jumped off the ledge.