It was a taunt, wiping the rain off the window so she could see clearly through it to the empty street outside. No police cars staked out on highways looking for her. No news headlines about a missing girl, described as a quiet, straight-A student, last seen walking home by herself on the last day of school. No one talking about her, asking strangers if they’d seen her, wondering if she was still alive.
She kept track of the sunrises and sunsets with a calendar she drew on the wall. The first day he came into her room and saw the calendar, he laughed. The next day, he gave her new markers to draw more days.
Today was the 60th day since he locked her in her room, but summer vacation was almost over. Maybe, when she failed to show up for the new school year, they would look for her then.
© Jade M. Wong
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Word Count: 153.
My first attempt at flash fiction in over a year! The muse is definitely happy I’m writing again, even though these writing muscles still have a lot of dust on them. What do you guys think?