Our Challenge Word - Writing Prompt of the day is:
VILLAIN
Kat stood in the coroner's room. The bones had been moved, carefully picked up, nothing left behind and transported to the cold, steel table where they lie now. The coroner, a guy in his mid thirties stood tall with his skinny arms at his sides, hands in his pockets. He looked troubled. Ill. He looked at me with a look of utter disgust, for me for doing this work, for himself for having to process whatever this was. I did not speak first, I waited, watched. It was worse than it had been at the scene, now it was what it was, nothing confused with the earth of our land.
"Who would do this? To a person?" his words fell harsh to join the body on the table. My thoughts were alone with me. It was as if I heard him, but I was outside of my own body. Body. This was not a body, I was a body, this before me, clearly was not.
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Of course, I will need proofing. I am just flying by the seat of my pants, the passion of my writing taking over all else. If I start to think about the editing part, I will wipe it and deflate my challenge in its entirety. I am having fun. This is thinking outside of the box and letting my thoughts flow freely and I have never felt so happy before.
Happy Weekend!
~Kel
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