Tale Weaver 118 – 4th May – Sunrise

This week you are invited to compose a tale in which sunrise is a feature. You can apply your own experiences, meanings and or directions for your tale. Just go with your idea, see where it takes you.

Thanks Michael for this week’s challenge and photograph.

She was a creature of nights filled with wild parties and drugs.
Nothing could tame her, and more often than not she would wake up in a strange room with a different partner, sometimes two or three, and no recollection of how she got there.
Her family had disowned her in her teens but new friends welcomed her into their fold.
She’d lost count of the years she’d been there, how long she had lived this life, and now how much she hated it.
She had no control, no say in her surroundings or what was expected of her. She was just a pawn in a bigger game, and having learned the truth of her adoptive family, she knew a way out.

It promised to be such a glorious day.
She took great care with her appearance, not that anyone would notice, getting up early to shower and dress, apply her makeup, style her long blond hair.
She walked to the local park, a place where in the evenings she had met her bed partners, petted dogs, chatted to children and the elderly.
It was quiet and peaceful now, perfect for saying goodbye.

As the sun rose, her skin started to blister, its rays burning through her flesh to her very bones. She embraced the pain.
In minutes all that was left were ashes which were dispersed by the kiss of a gentle breeze.


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and have a terrible sweet tooth. Best friends are Hubby, our dog Maggie, Bro in NZ, MSM and MOH (and his dog). I am also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We made strong friendships both on and off the water, and enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours. Sadly times change and we were once again house hunting until September. We now reside in a small bungalow a short distance from the beach on the Lincolnshire coast.
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5 Responses to Tale Weaver 118 – 4th May – Sunrise

  1. Michael says:

    Di a most intense tale, I did enjoy it, engaging and well written. Thanks so much for contributing to this weeks tale weaver..

  2. Angela says:

    Love the unexpected ending! I enyiuyed your story very much. 💜

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