Guilt

For this exercise we were given 11 prompts which can be viewed by clicking here.

The rules were:

1. move between prompts
2. spend 10 minutes on each prompt
3. use all 5 or even 6 senses for each essay

Prompt: "“In front of me I see…” Write on the bench"

The lone girl sat on the sand digging her hands into the grey sand. Slimy and wet. Ray of the sun bit the skin on her cheeks making her pursed her eyes close together. “He is not coming back.” The little voice taunted in her head.

The salty scent and the heavy giggling of little children fuelled the rage she already had in her. “Danny should still be alive if you hadn’t look away.” The same taunting voice whispered, licking the lobe of her ear.

Through gritted teeth she forced her voice out. “It was not my fault that Mandy needed me more than him. I told him to stay put. I begged him not to move. Mandy is just a little baby.” She cried out loud. “It was not my fault.” She screamed at the ocean.

Hundreds of eyes darted at her. Looking, searching for the companion she was speaking at. Questioning her sanity. Sympathy. Even that they could not give to her. The young girl in the orange jumpsuit, eyes burning with guilt. Hands scarred with gentleness. 

“What is wrong with her?” She heard an innocent faceless voice spoke. 

“That’s the girl who drowned her brother and suffocated her sister after her parent’s death 10 months ago.”