From the depth of her being she knew she had to escape. She wanted to believe her situation couldn’t get worse, but she knew better. She’d survived this long by paying attention to the signs and trusting her intuition. The tension was thickening, no matter how well they pretended otherwise.

She understood the chasm between knowing and acting was wide. When considering all of her available resources, her options were limited. She’d have to risk the unknown, surely safer than her reality. She didn’t think she could weather the coming storms. Maybe she could, but she wouldn’t. Not this time.

Prompted by‘s 100 word prompt – “Depth”

About Fran Hart

Disciple of Christ, earning a living as the director of US-based operations for a Taiwanese company, managing an engineering organization while carving out time to write. Wife, Mother, Grandmother.
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6 Responses to Despair

  1. Sarah says:

    Intense…very nice.

  2. Tara R. says:

    You titled this perfectly. Very intense.

  3. Amara says:

    I like this…it’s depth alright! The words had an excellent taste on my tong!!

  4. AuroraLee says:

    Nicely done. Intense and scary. And you metaphor is very fitting for this weekend.

  5. Lance says:

    Liked the intensity a lot

  6. This will be the second time I’m using this quote in a comment on last week’s entries: “You will NEVER leave where you are ~ until you decide where you would rather be.”

    This was the advice of a friend of a friend shared on FB, and I don’t think I’ve read anything truer in a long time. But sometimes, where we are is so awful, so intolerable, it can move us to leave even before we know where we’re going. The only thing we need to know is “out”.