
PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox
Seeing in the Dark
I was wrong. I thought I needed solitude, but walking here where we used to be together, I finally see.
This lonely darkness is a cruel teacher. She stands at the head of her classroom, surrounding me on four sides with blank blackboards, tapping with her pointer, taunting me to write my error for all to see. Write my regrets with the chalk of sorrow. She tugs my wrist and cackles. “You made your choice, stand up and own it. Write it fifty times.”
I shouldn’t have let you go.
I shouldn’t have let you go…
As always, many thanks for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! Stop over and read a wonderful array of 100-word-fiction pieces based on this photo prompt!
Nicely done, Angela
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Neil, thank you!
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I tried to make this comment on your post this morning, but couldn’t get it to take: I dread this situation. I’d hold on to the truth, I hope; freeing evidence may emerge someday.
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Thanks so much, Angela. WordPress has become very whimsical
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Drives me crazy with its whimsy! 😉
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“Chalk of sorrow” is brilliant! Love this piece, Angela.
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Thank you so much! At first I wasn’t happy with the chalk part, but it came through with some editing :).
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Loved it!
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Sandra, I’m glad you enjoyed this!
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Great personification of loneliness. You took me there and I felt it.
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Thank you so much for the wonderful comment. I’m so glad the loneliness came across.
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Oh this does tug at the heartstrings.
She’ll have to write 50 times: “It was the right choice…” because I like to believe that we make decisions for the right reasons (deep, DEEP down)
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That may be true, and I hope it is, but I don’t think she FEELS that way during this particular walk on this particular evening… Thank you for reading and commenting, Dale! 🙂
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Let’s just say that if the deed is done and she can’t go back, she might as well convince herself it was the right choice 😉
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Good point. She probably shouldn’t be beating herself up over the past, which I think she might be doing here…
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I have to say that it’s my way of thinking. I’ve never been one who ruminates or gets stuck on the past. So, for her own sake, she best give herself a nudge and go out there and live 😉
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Perhaps a moving forward piece needs to be written as well…after she soaks in the drama and angst for an evening or two, of course. 😉
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Absolutely! I am rooting for her. She’s allowed to wallow… lemme see… yeah, two nights is enough 😉
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Lol, okay, it’s all set then! 🙂
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Excellent!
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Dale, I’m adding a comment to YOUR FF story here, because WP is battling me this week. I’ve fiddled with every setting I can think of…sigh.
True. The comments elevate the blogging experiences, and I believe you’re the comment queen! Sadly, my comments this week haven’t gone through for at least 50% of the FF stories… Also, I never thought about making pepper spray; I wonder how you use and carry the homemade version? Now I’m curious…
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WP can really be finicky!! But let me check my spam, maybe you’ve been involuntarily redirected! (Another WP headache.)
They do! And I try to respond to all that I get and return the favour. Some don’t get anything because they don’t reciprocate or even acknowledge which I find particularly rude.
It’s illegal here in Canada anyway but I’d never consider it!
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I’m probably not in spam; it wouldn’t even let the comment go through. Says I’m logged into a different account.
Yeah, I’ve missed a few before, but try to always acknowledge! I hear you Canadians are the most polite people on the face of the earth, hehe. And I know a few people who do seem to confirm that ;).
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No, you were not. I know I was confused by the link to your signature and your blog now. So maybe that’s the hiccup.
I miss some, too, fear not! Sometimes I go back and check but not always 😉 We do have that reputation, don’t we? 😉
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Huh. Maybe that is the issue. I’ll have to check in on that and see what the blog signature says!
I think I missed a week that I should check back on… ☺️
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It took me a bit to realise you were the same Angela! 😉
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By the way, you did not end up in spam so I don’t know what to say!
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A lovely piece about consequence and regret.
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Alicia, thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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Angela, that’s a tough spot to be in, questioning decisions long made. How much longer will she punish herself, I wonder 😦 Intriguing and sorrowful story.
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It is a tough spot, and I also wonder. Hopefully she’ll find the strength to break free and make the most of life as it is, embracing light instead of getting lost in the darkness.
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Also, I couldn’t comment on your story, this morning but I wanted to say: This took a chilling and unexpected twist! And interesting titbit about HAL and IBM.
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Sorry you couldn’t comment, looks like WP is up to its old tricks 😦 Glad you found the story evocative 🙂
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Beautifully written and so sad.
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting, Liz!
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This is beautiful but oh so sad. A perfect picture of regret. So descriptive
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Laurie, thank you for your comment! I’m so glad the regret came through loud and clear.
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