Just Like Yesterday

PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas

It had been a while since I had been downtown. I now remember why.

Everyone had a smile.  Phil said, “Lovely weather!”, ignoring the dark grey sky.

Alice, who hadn’t budged from her ledge, waved at Bob.  He was headed to the library that no longer existed.

It was as if everyone and everything was frozen at the exact moment the Others came.  They all went about their pointless existence, marking time as one by one they are taken away.

I went back to my protected hole in the wasteland.

I might have nothing, but at least I am alive.


word count = 100

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This week’s prompt is here and uses a photo by @ © Alicia Jamtaas. If you want to join or see other stories, go to the inlinkz linkup.

31 thoughts on “Just Like Yesterday

    1. trentpmcd Post author

      They are still stuck on that day that the Earth Stood Still, and I wasn’t even thinking “Ground Hog Day” when I wrote it… Yes, anything would be better than that sad purgatory the people down town found themselves in.


  1. Bill

    In such circumstances, the musical phrase, “every for of refuge has its price” comes to mind. Such as “hole in the wasteland.”
    Funny, I’m really curious about the library. Well done, Trent.

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