And the words:
“I gasp and jerk my hand back, but it’s too late.” – The Archived – Victoria Schwab
The train wove its way through the jungle and native habitat, a popular tourist attraction. The train climbed through the canopy and suddenly there was a breath-taking view across the lush vegetation. I got out my phone and took a picture but it doesn’t do the scenery justice. You just can’t duplicate the beauty of nature. As the train gathered speed back downhill, I decided to try to take a picture of the train itself. I reach out, arm extended and then I gasp and jerk my hand back, but it’s too late. My phone was gone, knocked away by something unseen in the dense jungle. I’d forgotten the fundamental rule of riding on the train, you must never put your head or arm out of the window.
Then I notice the blood streaming from my wrist and feel the excruciating pain as I realise my hand is missing too.
This story was written for the 50 words Thursday challenge, this week hosted by Deb Whittam, click on the link below to see her post and take part in the challenge. The results are posted tomorrow.
I have also included the following word prompts: