Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The L Train

Her eyes popped open at the sound of laughter. The sun was shining down on her as she found herself standing bare-footed in the stream by her family home. “Come on, Sarah, let’s play!” She turned at the sound of her sister’s voice.

“Sandra?” She muttered. She hadn’t seen Sandra in years and yet, she looked so young.

Sandra noticed a change in Sarah’s emotion and rushed over, “What’s wrong, Sarah?”

Sarah frowned with puzzlement. “What happened?” She asked softly. Sandra frowned. “I was riding the L train to work when suddenly,” Sarah squeezed her eyes shut, attempting to recall the moment, “it stopped,” her eyes flew open as her hands flew to her bodice, searching for injuries from where the shrapnel had pierced her but there was none. “Am I…am I dead?”


One-by-one, paramedics and firefighters pulled the injured and deceased from the L train after a bomb went off in one of the cars. Thirty feet behind them laid Sarah and Sandra, side-by-side. Sandra had been unknowingly sitting two rows behind Sarah.

(~175 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above. 

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