Burning

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March 1, 2016 by Felicia Hf

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All those memories. He swallowed hard, but merely stared at the fire, not allowing himself to quench it. This was the last thing he had that would remind him of his past. The last memory of his family. The last memory of a calm and joyful life. He wanted to weep, but no tears came. He sat only a few pace away from the fire, feeling the heat on his skin, and still holding that match he had used to set the guitar on fire. It burned well, he thought darkly, as though it had been meant to be.

The guitar gone, there would be nothing left of him for anyone to find. He would have been too easily found, too quickly tracked down. The guy with the guitar. Or they would see the guitar lying somewhere and know he had been there. He shook his head. No, this was the only way.

Only then did he realise with growing apprehension the foolishness of what he had done. The fire could be seen miles off. Just when he realised he was as good as dead, the hooded men stepped out from the trees all around him.

© 2016

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, Week of 03-01-2016

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12 thoughts on “Burning

  1. Now that is scary. I wonder what they did to him?

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  2. samratkel says:

    Brilliant ending!! That recognition that every choice has the potential to go right or wrong!! Only hindsight says which one it ends up being.

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  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Great take. Sad he had to burn his guitar. Even worse, he led the KKK right to him. Hope he escapes quickly!

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  4. GREAT story! Like Joy said, you did a wonderful job at “hinting” at his situation. When you say hooded men, I instantly think of the KKK. If that is the case, not a pleasant ending!

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  5. Joy Pixley says:

    Uh-oh, that escape plan backfired! Great job of hinting at his situation.

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