PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Field
She winced at the bruised reflection emerging, scored by the shrill squeal produced by the slow, circular motion of her wet hand on the mirror.
“I loathe you, you know. You’re weak. You’re nothing!” She surrendered to the voices in her head, letting them to spill through her lips, hot tears burning her swollen cheeks.
No one believed her; not even the women. He was an esteemed community leader…board chair for the battered women’s shelter, a church deacon, little league coach.
She packed a few belongings and disappeared quietly; no note, no goodbyes. That is how nothing leaves a room.
~kat
100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneer’s Challenge prompted by her photo of a closet-shower above.
like mercury colliding... 
August 16th, 2017 at 12:50 pm
Powerful and honest writing.
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August 16th, 2017 at 12:54 pm
Thank you Iain.
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August 16th, 2017 at 5:12 pm
Oh Wow, did not see that Tragedy coming. 🥀🥀🥀
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August 16th, 2017 at 5:40 pm
It’s a tough one. 😟
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August 16th, 2017 at 6:34 pm
All too common, the public face private face… All too common. 💜
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August 16th, 2017 at 6:42 pm
I know…sadly. 😟
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August 16th, 2017 at 7:19 pm
Wow, amazing last line. If nobody believes her, what’s the point in talking? Just act.
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August 16th, 2017 at 8:46 pm
Thanks Joy. I love that last line!
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August 17th, 2017 at 1:09 am
Well written.
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August 17th, 2017 at 6:34 am
Thank you Christine.
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August 17th, 2017 at 4:50 am
What a powerful story! Such a sparse, taut summary of years of misery. You’ve left me hoping that the woman finds sanctuary, but dreading that she doesn’t. Your story has the momentum of truth, scattering the lies, excuses and obfuscations for abuse as it drives to its conclusion.
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August 17th, 2017 at 6:30 am
Thank you Penny. (…she did)
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August 17th, 2017 at 7:40 am
Nothing to say…
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August 17th, 2017 at 8:00 am
❤️
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August 17th, 2017 at 8:35 am
Leave in silence rather than violence. Yes. Definitely the right thing to do.
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August 17th, 2017 at 4:39 pm
Leave on your feet rather than in a box.
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August 17th, 2017 at 4:47 pm
Yep. 😢
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August 17th, 2017 at 8:49 am
Dear Kat,
Very powerful story. The pain and shame are tangible.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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August 17th, 2017 at 9:09 am
Thank you Rochelle. The photo truly spoke to me. So interesting how that happens.
Peace to you.
Kat
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August 17th, 2017 at 11:08 am
Oh…. How very sad. Really hope she finds a happy life hereafter and leaves behind these horrible memories…
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August 17th, 2017 at 2:33 pm
Me too. Leaving is the first step toward healing.❤️
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August 17th, 2017 at 6:40 pm
Clearly, the right thing to do – there was nothing more to be said.
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August 17th, 2017 at 6:48 pm
Sadly. 😟
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August 18th, 2017 at 5:55 am
What a two-faced so and so! At least there’s no harm for her in leaving. Powerful writing this one is, Kat.
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August 18th, 2017 at 6:12 am
Thank you Varad.
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August 19th, 2017 at 6:17 pm
Oh that last line was a punch to the gut. A well written tragic tale.
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August 19th, 2017 at 8:11 pm
Thank you. Sadly nothing will stop this abuser from doing it again…😟
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August 20th, 2017 at 5:26 am
Oh, that last line’s a killer! Wonderful, Kat! Good characterization.
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August 20th, 2017 at 11:24 am
Oh, Kat. The real feel here is heartbreaking. I see way too much of this in my counseling office. She feels like she’s nothing. I hope someone outs that creep very soon.
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August 20th, 2017 at 11:30 am
You get it. So many do not. I lived this once upon a time. Fortunately I was able to rediscover myself and learn to love myself again. So many do not. 😟
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August 20th, 2017 at 11:51 am
Yes, I got it. Only someone who has lived it can describe it so clearly. I’m sorry for what you endured, but so happy that you rose above it. Kudos!
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August 21st, 2017 at 2:29 am
well written
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August 21st, 2017 at 10:20 am
Thank you. 😊
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