Continued from last week’s story…

Her breath labored as she trudged through the woods. She was now more than 200 miles away. Five days had gone by since she hopped on a freight train not far from the silo where she fed herself raw grain. She told herself everything will be fine but at the same time, she doubted her words.

She went on though, knowing there has to be an end in all of this. Ahead, she saw a clearing. Just a few steps more, she told herself. Exhausted, she staggered forward, tripped, and fell into darkness just as she heard screams and panic.

(100 Words)

To be Continued…

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.

It is very possible there will be a second entry for Friday Fictioneers this week. Stay Tune!