Mountains must move – Room 101

Maybe a beginning but little more…

 Let’s do one of M’s prompts.

These things tend to be short pieces that may or may not be the beginning of something else.  They dont always finish, they don’t always have a start. I just like to try and evoke a certain feeling or paint a single scene.  Originally they were always 101 words but not worrying too much about word count at the moment.


Even now after all these years Cal could still recall the day everything changed.  It was hard to forget.

Quite clearly he still remembered the panic in his chest hearing his mother calling his name frantically as he rode his bicycle through the tall grass in front of the farm house.  He knew that this was no time to hide, no time for games.

He hadn’t made it back to her before the skies started to darken, and after abandoning his bicycle and setting off at a sprint he saw a look of fear on her face that would never leave him.  As they raced inside the house the sky seemed to explode, crimsons and  oranges painted horizon to horizon and a deafening roar cut through the air, shaking the house to its foundations.

“What is it Mom” he had asked her, “what’s happened.”

Se said she didn’t knew but that they needed to hide and get to the bunker.  He didn’t believe her then but looking back he understood why she had lied to him.

He would have done the same because the lie was better than the truth.  It was a truth very few of them would survive.

 

 

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Author: Michael

Husband, dad,(ex)programmer, comic collector and proud Yorkshireman. I have no idea why im here or why im writing but i rather enjoy it. no great fan of punctuation;

20 thoughts on “Mountains must move – Room 101”

  1. Just a taste and then? Lol… You should start opening up the endings as challenges for others to finish. It would be a lot of fun to see what other people come up with. Finish the story challenges… Hmmm… I may have to start something like that myself. 😉

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