Night Night, Sleep Tight

Time again for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 words of fiction based around the photo prompt provided. The sun is shinning, tomorrow is payday and yet I’ve once again channeled the dark side. Maybe next week I’ll write about bunnies!!  Follow the link to join in the fun.

j hardy carroll

Photo Copyright : J Hardy Carroll

She gripped the wall for support. The hairs on the back of her neck stood. The temperature dropped 20 degrees.

“DON’T GO IN, WALK AWAY” screamed the voice in her head.

She couldn’t listen.

The window bounced light across the floor. Prisms of colour, frenzied and feverish, danced to its frantic score.

All that pain, all that shame. Echoes that still ricochet 60 years later.

The baby had never taken a breath.  No cries to give her away. Swaddling the body in her bloodied school skirt, she’d buried it beneath a stack of broken chairs.

Then left the school.

Left the town.

Left herself.

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37 thoughts on “Night Night, Sleep Tight

  1. Unfortunately, this has happened in my area a few times. Abandonment to the point of oneself is probably one of the worst things imaginable.

    You brought it big time! Good job, H. Midge!

  2. Greetings, Helen!
    A dark and tragic story. I stumbled a couple of times, first with the line about the frantic score. Is the score from the movement of the light through the window? I loved the imagery of the line “…bounced across the floor” but did not get a musical reference from it. ? Maybe I missed something? Often in prose I find numbers (20, 60) to be a bit jarring, as opposed to “twenty” or “sixty.” Last question: If she wrapped the baby in her skirt, did she walk home in her underwear? How did nobody notice?? I was very distracted by that detail! 😉 The last few lines were the most poignant and lovely. They really drove home the desperation of her situation.
    Thanks for sharing, and for stopping by to read mine and comment!
    Happy trails! 🙂

  3. That was emotionally wrenching. I never considered the walking out after using her skirt to wrap the baby until reading the previous comment. Now, I can’t get it out of my head.
    You set the stage well with the 20 degree temperature drop.

    • Thanks for reading. I used ‘school skirt’ to highlight her age, I was thinking she planned ahead and left the town straight after. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it, ha ha
      😉

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