Another Person, Another Place

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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

I sat up with a jolt.

The world was throbbing.

Why was I shivering?

The scene in front of me began to focus, but didn’t make sense. A jumble of lines. Light shining from the ground.

I tried to stand, but my feet had no traction.

I looked down.

Red.

The red was wet with something cold and slick under it.

I looked around.

Light wasn’t shining from the ground, it was reflecting from it.

I closed my eyes.

A vision of another person in another place slipping on ice filled my head.

I fell back.

The world went dark.

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Word count = 100

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44 thoughts on “Another Person, Another Place

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  2. Russell Gayer

    I usually try to land head first to minimize the damage. It makes a thumping sound, sort of like a watermelon, but there’s nothing much in the old noodle, but broken bones take a long time to heal.

    Excellent writing, Trent.

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  3. Dale

    I can so imagine my husband went through this exact thing when he fell on the ice on the back stoop and cracked his head open. No one knows how long he was lying there before he came to and came to get me (It was late and I was sleeping.)
    Excellent write.

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