Wednesday, August 15, 2007
This is my first attempt to write for 3WW.
The words for this week are:
In the wee hours of the morning, I sat quietly at the corner of the street, unable to stand up or walk straight as I try to rest away my drunken stupor.
A flicker of light caught at the corner of my eyes, distracting my attention away from a passing couple that can’t seem to keep their hands off from each other.
“Are you okay?”
I looked away from the light in the window and turned my attention to the direction of the voice I heard. Ah! It’s a taxi driver that has stopped beside me unobserved.
“I’m okay. Thanks!” I turned away hoping he would take the hint and go.
“Do you need a ride home? I can take you, my taxi is available.”
“No, it’s okay. I just need to rest.”
I suddenly realized that the street and my near vicinity are now quite deserted and my heart started to thump faster as fear slowly creeps in.
The taxi driver alighted and approached me slowly, probably trying to gauge how drunk I am.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arm and was forcing me to go inside the car.
“Stop! I told you I am okay. I don’t want to go with you.” I struggled and fought to get the control of my arm back.
“But you need help, you need to go home.”, the taxi driver gushed.
“Stop! I don’t want to go with you.”, and with the strength left in me brought all the force I can muster from my knee to his groin.
The taxi driver bends over in pain and lost his grip on my arms.
As I ran away, there is only one question burning in my mind, “What have I gotten myself into?”
I ran towards the light, the glow from the candle urging me to run faster. I knocked once, twice, three times more until the door opens.
I have fallen off my bed. It was all a dream, an unwanted dream. But it felt so real all the same.
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