A struggle. Finally, she broke free.
A wall of water. He ran.
Making magical music was her motivation.
This is for Shweta’s Saturday Six Word Story Prompt #53: Loud
Sound asleep. Loud drum. Not anymore.
“They might judge you.” “So what?”
She found peace in the forest.
Terror. Pain. Survival. Love. Hope. Gratitude.
Dancing in the rain felt liberating.
All that money. It meant nothing.
He has his family. It’s enough.