Isolation: Flash Fiction Series #6

Isolation

by

Alina Happy Hansen

 

Alone and unloved, she sits in a room that is pale and plain just like her. The window lets the sun in, trickling across the floor, across the wall until it vanishes each night from sight. There are movements and sounds coming from the rest of the house, voices seep through the walls. The other women’s howls slice through the silence. Rooms become cages to keep in the hysteria and pain. The room is her tomb where she waits for her family, sitting there in a chair, staring out the window into the sun.


 

Inspired by The Yellow Wallpaper , horrible stories of Asylums and women being treated for ‘Hysteria‘. 

 

 

If you are reading this thank you for taking time out of your day to read my writing!

I hope that you will return in the future!

-Alina

Dinner: Flash Fiction Series #5

Here’s the first of many weekly Flash Fiction pieces I will be posting. All pieces will have less than 150 words.


DINNER

He hums to himself sharpening his knives. Her voice echoes down the hall. He positions himself, ready to slice. Her voice grows louder from down the hall. He looks at the meat, the red, bloody slab and begins to cut, cut it all up, into tiny bitty pieces until there is nothing left to cut up any more. Her voice echoes, a scream, from down the hall. The sizzle of the meat in a hot pan.

She calls out, “WHERE’S MY DINNER?!” at the top of her lungs.

THE END

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