This week’s photo prompt is provided by Maria with Doodles and Scribbles.
The party had been a blast. Too much so. But Kimberly grew tired of Brad’s advances. She sauntered down the dark road, her mind in a fog. Why did I take that last drink? She pondered. Could I even scare off an attacker, with this stagger in my walk?
It was interesting that she chose this danger over a ride home with Brad, the All-American football star.
The unknown was her choice. She’d swiped a heavy paperweight at the party when she decided Brad would not be taking her home. Would it protect her?
Of course, she wasn’t thinking straight; she could have asked anyone else. Instead, she darted out the door and down the street, to greet vampires or murderers, or who knew what.
Up ahead stood a dark, shadowy figure.
If I live, I’m going to stop celebrating New Year’s Eve this way, she whispered.
*This brief story was part of a Flash Fiction challenge, no more than 100-150 words allowed, based on a photo prompt. The prompt was provided as one of the weekly challenges athttps://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/12/12/fffaw-challenge-week-of-december-13-2016/ I encourage you to peruse some of the other material there, as no two minds think exactly alike.
Yes, this was challenging! What do you all think?