Nearly Complete recently had a flash fiction contest to write 100 words or less on the following prompt:
Describe your main character’s most vivid memory.
I’m pretty proud of what I came up with and I wanted to share it with you guys! (Don’t worry, this flash fiction isn’t from The Scavenger or my current WIP, so you don’t have to worry about any spoilers!)
Enjoy!
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It was a twisted kind of beautiful. Trees swaying gracefully in the breeze, a sky blue enough to evoke jealousy from the sea. It was a gorgeous day, the kind that summers were created for. If you kept your eyes up, you could pretend nothing was wrong. Even when I looked down, what I first saw seemed to add to the beauty. A twinkling of shattered glass on the pavement, red paint dotting the shards. Then the demolished car came into focus. And as my feet pounded toward it, I knew my life was about to change forever.
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Do you want to take the flash fiction challenge? Leave your submissions in the comments below!
Just keep writing, just keep writing . . .
J. L. Willow 
How’s this:
In. Out. In. Out. The machine’s hypnotic rhythm lulled me to distraction. As I looked at Mary on her bed, her diaphragm synchronized with the machine’s unyielding pattern. In. Out. I felt the world melt away as I succumbed to the rhythm. I wasn’t anywhere, or anytime. Just present, here and now. With Mary. In. Out. And as empty and sterile as this existence was, I dreaded the day I would lose it. And the machine would stop. And I would awake from my trance. And I would have to live the rest of my life, without her. In. Out,,,,,,,,
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