Silent Witness

The cracks of the breaking dried twigs and leaves tell me I am in the middle of a lush forest. Blindfolded, I can hear the loud cracking sound echoing with my racing heartbeats filled with excitement and fear.

I grip his sweaty hand, harder. He squeezed my hands back to assure me that I am safe. I cling to him until he let my hand go so he can remove my blindfold.

The silk cloth drapes slowly away from my eyes to reveal his surprise– the older yet still familiar Volkswagen Beetle, the silent witness of our 14-year-old first kiss.

Word count: 100
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Tim Livingstone

For Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) March 14, 2017. 🙂

47 thoughts on “Silent Witness”

  1. I loved this Rosey! It is wonderful. Loved the last line — silent witness of our 14 year old kiss. Wonderful! Just wanted to remind you to link your story up to the InLinkz Story Board so the others can read your story too.

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  2. i thought I had posted a comment when your flash appeared in my reader but this week has been a little crazy I might be confused. I loved the build up of excitement and the sounds and the hand on her back telling her she was safe, lovely to re visit their first kiss, so sweet and romantic for him to remember and bring her here. Lovely my dear!


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