Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Erin Leary
When asked point-blank, people couldn’t really say what was wrong with her.
“She is different.”
When questioned what was so different, they offered a well-practiced reply.
“She doesn’t fit in.”
When quizzed why she was always alone, most would just look away.
“She is not one of us.”
When she disappeared, no one noticed.
“She always kept to herself, strange little bird.”
When her body was found, people were truly shocked by her violent end.
“Why would she do that? She was one of us.”
When asked about her name…
…the silence was deafening.