Prompt:
Title: Dedication 118 words
The barrel of the gun was pressing into my head, loaded and ready. “Hurry up!” the terrorist barked in my ear. He shoved me into a room with all the other hostages, the gun still on my forehead. Once I was inside he snatched the gun back and closed the door. Locking it behind him. Outside I heard a bang, a thump and the sound of bending metal. The door unlocked and opened. We all crowded in the corner. A young man poked his head through the door. “It’s okay.” he said. “He’s gone.”
10 years later the gun the man had used was made into a sculpture and was dedicated to the man that saved our lives.
Sunday 17 June 2018
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Hi Caitlin,
ReplyDeleteWell done on your 100 Word Challenge. I found it very evocative and emotional. I can't imagine how a person would feel if their life was in immediate danger of death. How lucky that a hero would come to save them, I think that's what we would all hope for. Keep up the great writing,
Ciara (Team100)
Ireland