I stood frozen in front of the flickering images on my TV.
I quickly squeezed my eyes shut, effectively blocking the image from my eyes, but not my brain.
I must be dreaming.
I opened my eyes …
The nightmare was still smoldering. I dropped to my sofa and stared. Tears began tickling the corners of my lids – I did not try to stop them.
“Do you know where Tom is?” my sister said. She looked at her cell phone. “I can’t get a hold of him.”
My sister didn’t hear the newscaster.
I knew where Tom was.
I looked back at the TV – the buildings continued to burn.
Write up to 100 words, fact or fiction….
This is a themed writing meme hosted by Jenny Matlock. The goal is to write something that does not exceed 100 words (not including said prompt). The prompt appears in bold.