Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!
PHOTO PROMPT © ROGER BULTOT
The End
It was bound to happen sooner or later.
The street below my apartment is choked with police cars, blue lights strobing, sirens howling, deafening and disorientating me.
I shall not take the coward’s way out; I shall die as I have always lived, with zest. I hope, though, that someone will find these jottings I have made. I would like to feel that my actions might be understood if not condoned. Perhaps this text will be a mirror for my intentions.
In a few minutes I shall exit onto the roof and run along the terrace.
My narrative will end.
Autumn Leaves 
I’m agog to understand his or her actions now
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Thank you so much, Neil, for your encouraging comment. Your response is exactly what I wanted.
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He sounds like a major league trouble maker with delusions of its being a noble gesture that can benefit mankind
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Thank you for your perceptive comment, Larry.
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Dear Penny,
This sounds like the last will and testament of delusional mass murderer. Well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Certainly a murderer, possibly delusional – but what precisely does that mean, I wonder?
Shalom
Penny
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Hmm, a part of me is intrigued to read those messages, but most of me is on the side of the cops outside the door.
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Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Would you still be on the side of the cops if the events were in a corrupt dictatorship?
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Is there any such thing as a noncorrupt dictatorship? I make this silly comment only because, well, that’s what I got stopped on. It’s like someone saying something is a “true fact.” Just triggered my weird little brain. I must be getting sleepy 🙂
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Intriguinv to say the least. Really love the idea, and certainly a lot of attention on who must be a killer…Liked a lot.
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Thank you for such a kind comment, Ain. Maybe I need to expand this story…
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Most of us believe we have far more importance in the scheme of things than we actually do. Perhaps that kind of thinking is what has led him to this dreadful end. I definitely think you should expand this story!
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Thank you for such a kind comment, with its acute insight. You’re very encouraging to suggest I should expand the story.
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I wonder what they’ve done? Sounds like something pretty bad, but something your protagonist feels was in some way justified.
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Thank you for your insightful comment, Ali. The protagonist does indeed feel justified – but is he delusional? I wonder…
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Seemingly a martyr for a cause they believed in despite the carnage left in their wake. Intriguing.
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Thank you for your acute comment, Keith. When does a freedom fighter become a terrorist?
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i guess he has chosen to die as he has lived.
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Thank you for commenting, Plaridel. Yes, your exactly right.
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His jottings, will they be published or like him disappear for ever?
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Thank you for reading and commenting, James. He’d better distribute his jottings electronically, ‘cos the police won’t publish them!
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A very intriguing story, Penny. I was drawn in from the start and want to know more!
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Thank you for such an encouraging comment, Brenda. I’m thinking of writing a longer version.
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Oh my… what has he done? We can fill in the blanks in any way we desire – excellent of you to offer us this opportunity 😉
Whatever it is, he feels he was justified. I’m thinking only in his own mind but hey, we could be wrong…
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Thank you for your perceptive reading of the story, and for your kind comment, Dale. Perhaps I shall write a longer version which will (perhaps!) give more insight into his actions.
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Definitely lots of potential here.
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What a wonderful prologue to a longer story. You’ve got my curiosity going now.
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Thank you for such a kind comment, Jade. I may write the longer story, if I can somehow find the time!
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You’re welcome, Penny, and I hear you on time!
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Intrigued, is he a proper wrong ‘un or someone who has had to commit a crime for the greater good?
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Thank you for the encouraging comment, Michael. A proper wrong ‘un? I’m not sure. I imagine his ethical universe as being a swirling and opaque greyness.
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I’m intrigued by the rationality of the story teller, and why they seem to be calm and collected — – the opposite of suicidal person. I’d like to read more Penny.
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Thank you for your perceptive and insightful comment. Yes, the rationality of the story teller is a key facet of his personality. He knew this day was going to come sooner or later, and he determines to meet his fate not merely courageously but with zest. He’s not suicidal at all.
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This is a very intriguing, and also disturbing story. Like everyone else I wonder what it is that drives the MC to such a drastic reaction. Fear of prison? Of being tortured or executed? Or of betraying someone? Is s/he a criminal, a dissident, a spy, a rebel?
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Thank you for your detailed comment, Gabi. You found the story disturbing, but the back story is even more so. I’ve started work on a longer version of this piece of flash, but it may be a couple of weeks before I finish it.
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