What it’s all about:
Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each
week Lillie will post a one word inspiration, then
anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the
prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use
it for direction.
The sweat trickled
slowly down Sally’s back, making her feel more uncomfortable than she already
was; if that was possible. Her palms were
clammy and her mouth claggy like a whole chocolate muffin had been shovelled in
but Sally hadn’t eaten since last night; her nerves wouldn’t let her which was
silly as she’d done this a thousand times before.
The clock hand
headed slowly towards one and she stood up, adjusting her shirt and tucking a
stray hair behind her ear as the large wooden door opened. Imagining Audrey Hepburn (her idol) she walked in purposeful and tall, her
soft shoes not making a sound but her breathing fast and heavy as she afforded
a glance around the room and her eyes locked with the reason she was there; his
steel blue eyes still vacant of any expression, remorse or even life, staring
through her like he did that summer’s afternoon when she turned up on his door
step. . .
A moment later she
was rolling around the floor; the last words she heard fading like the light of
day . . . ‘Urgent assistance required, officer down’ as PC Sally Smith had just
been doing her job; just like now in court room number five.
