The September 17, 2014 challenge from over at Carrot Ranch Communications prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) let freedom ring in your story. It can be about breaking out of oppression, standing up to a bully, fighting for inalienable rights. Does an individual’s freedom conflict with the cause of the greater good? Does freedom of the greater good oppress individuals? It could be a political debate, a social media argument, a snippet of reality failing the ideal. Or make it heroic. Let us feel like wearing kilts and shouting to free Scots! Be free with your imagination.
Sometimes I wonder about my imagination, it seems to have a mind of its own.
Freedom is something those of us who have it, tend to take for granted. We do not notice until certain rights have been taken away from us. Which is a shame. Everyday we should stand up and do and fight for what is right, not just for us but for those who have never been lucky enough to taste such a thing.
She sat facing the thick glass that separated her from him, tissues clenched so tight in her fists they would be of little use to her if she needed them. Her eyes never leaving his as the needles were inserted into his veins, which would soon transfer the poisons into his body.
The time was coming. They had both been waiting for it, dreaming about it even.
She would no longer have to fight her hatred for him. He would no longer have to endure his own hatred of himself.
Finally they would be free. And she smiled resentfully.
So how did I do?