Responsible – A Flash Fiction

Responsible - A Flash Fiction

It should have been me, laying there, the delicate tea-cup broken, as it fell out of my hand, before I hid the ground.
Not her, not the person filled with the most innocence I have ever witnessed, not the only one whom never would speak a word of ill, or hold a harsh thought in her heart.
I was supposed to be there this day. It was me, whose house had been broken into, who’s jewelry enticed those less fortunate, my choices leading up to the occurences of this tragic day.
Instead, I had left, this day as any other, leaving her behind asleep, defenseless, and now dead.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014

Sisters

The Two Sisters by Theodore Chasseriau

The Two Sisters by Theodore Chasseriau

 

I envied her abilities to dance, the way she moved about, gracefully as if gravity did not restrain her, rather worked with her, propelling the movements into the air like a symphony.
She had been beautiful in every sense of the word, while I was the average sister, waiting behind her, to be noticed, to be seen.
At times, in my poor judgment of youth, I dared to express the anger that arose, through many actions, and hurtful words, but she always smiled.
Always, patiently, lovingly.
But none of that mattered now, as I stood outside of her hospice room, still grasping with the concept, that I would lose her, soon.

Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014

This post was inspired by this weeks Five Sentence Flash Prompt: Envy.