L is for Lucky

I'm doing flash fiction for this year's A to Z challenge, hope you enjoy!


Lucky



Lucky. That’s what everyone says. That I was lucky. Is it luck? Sure, I survived. I was barely even injured, just a few grazes here and there. I still wouldn’t call it lucky. Is it lucky, that I wake up every night covered in sweat, remembering the details of that dreaded day? Is it lucky that every waking thought is haunted by those who didn’t survive? I see their faces everywhere; at work, at home, at the shopping centre. Wherever I go they’re there, following me, wondering why I survived when they didn’t, just waiting for the day they can claim me as one of them.

I wouldn’t call this lucky. I would call it hell.

Comments

  1. Survivor's guilt - I imagine there is nothing lucky about that. Beautifully written piece.
    Tasha
    Tasha's Thinkings | Wittegen Press | FB3X (AC)

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  2. I guess calling someone lucky in those circumstances is an automatic response. If only we could see inside their heads.

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  3. That's got to be a terrible thing to live with. Hard to imagine it. You really captured a sense of desperation here.

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  4. Chilling. Another great FF piece, Laura!!!

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  5. Survivors' guilt. And the difficulty of living with. Very emotionally raw.

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  6. Well Done Miss Laura. .. . . . . For various reasons I can relate to your story, these things can be a double edged sword.

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  7. Wow! That's some powerful writing! Nice job! And . . . I gave you a small shout-out today at my blog. http://tyreanswritingspot.blogspot.com/

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  8. Chilling! This built gradually to the icy conclusion - nicely done :)
    Sophie
    Sophie's Thoughts & Fumbles
    FB3X
    Wittegen Press

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  9. I am really enjoying your flash fiction. Nice job!

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  10. Had me on the edge of my seat, Laura! Well done.

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  11. sometimes being lucky could be difficult to live with

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  12. I can see that being a hard sort of luck to live with. You'd be torn between being guilty to be alive but also relieved that it wasn't you.

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