Friday Fictioneers: Missing



Her screams could be heard a mile away. When her husband came to her side and asked what was wrong, she stood paralyzed with fear and pointed at the ground where a mask lay broken among the garbage. It was their daughter’s mask. She had been wearing it after an accident that destroyed her face. She never took the mask off, not for her parents, not for anyone. The only way her mask would end up like this would be if it was brutally ripped from her face. The husband scanned the trees, desperately mentally chiming where are you.

(100 words)

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.


24 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Missing

  1. Well that was chilling.

    I watched a television drama some decades ago. A political writer, who was blinded in an assault some years previously, was being stalked by a murder, but no one knew who. Turns out it was his wife. She was disfigured in the same assault, never spoke, and always wore a mask. Her husband, the writer, was going to have surgery to restore his sight, and she couldn’t bear the thought that he’d be able to see her ruined face.

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  2. It’s hard enough for a kid to deal with the usual freckles and pimples, let alone this sort of trouble. Great concepts here and the kidnapping is chilling. i could really feel this. Well done.
    xx Rowena

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