As the train approached the tunnel, the driver pulled on the horn. The abrasive sound was a grim reminder to Becky that her life was about to change. Irrefutably. Her parents’ death meant a change of family, of home, of language, of country. Her eyes scanned the flashing countryside through the window. She would not give in to tears. She would not! She would face the upcoming challenges with gritty determination and make her parents proud. The unknown faces waiting for her at the train station may claim to care for her well-being, but her trust needed to be earned.
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2018
(This post was inspired by Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. The challenge asks for bloggers to write a story in 100 words or less in response to the photo prompt.)
Into the unknown. A very good take on the prompt.
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Thank you so much 😊
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Tears would be understandable after all she’s been through.
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I know that all of that would cause me to weep a little – though maybe in solitude.
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I like where you took this. A bit of light at the end of the tunnel but she was going to wear sunglasses for awhile.
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Yes. There is always a little bit of hope, isn’t there?
Thank you for your comment.
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Hi, Colline. I came over to look for you again. I see that I read your story a few days ago. I remember the story and having liked it but did not have a “profile” in my memory bank. Now I know. I’ll see you again.
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Thank you 🙏Glad you visited again.
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Oh, this is really good. Sure makes you want to know the rest of the story.
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Thank you so much for your compliment.
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And as it should be. Too often in todays world people believe respect is something you are owed. Not so in my world. I like you believe in earning it. Very nice write..
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I agree. That and trust.
Thank you for reading.
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Enjoyable read.
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Thank you so much Dawn.
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Dear Colline,
So true. Trust and respect aren’t given out they are earned. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you so much Rochelle.
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I shall be optimistic and hope that what lies ahead is good! Enjoyable take, Colline.
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Thank you so much Dale. Glad you enjoyed it.
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A good story that really made me wonder what her backstory was and why she was leaving.
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Thank you. Her parents death meant that she had to move to where her guardians lived. As to why her parents died – that is a subject for another flash fiction 🙂
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