50 Word Thursday – Running Towards Freedom


“I took a deep breath, put my hand on the doorknob and unlocked the door.” – Christiana Miller – Somebody Tell Aunt Tillie She’s Dead


The lighthouse had been a beacon of hope for many years for those adrift on the rough seas. It had guided vessels to safe harbour and prevented many a sailor from ending up in an obituary.

People had become dependent on the light and for that reason, I have sacrificed my life for the greater good. I have remained in the lighthouse ensuring the beacon remained lit, for ten years I have toiled and seen no one. I have lived a life of solitude and now my tenure has ended and I can leave, my place was taken by a new victim.

I found myself feeling scared, vulnerable and delicate. My heart raced and my breath turned shallow and fast as panic threatened to overwhelm me like a tidal wave.

Then, I took a deep breath, put my hand on the doorknob and unlocked the door and ran towards freedom.

[150 words]

This story was written for the 50 Word Thursday Challenge, This week hosted by Deb Whittam, click on the link below to see her post:



I have also included the following word prompts:


FOWC with Fandango — Dependent





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People are far too complicated to be able to describe in a few words so I am not even going to try.

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