This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!
I could see it. My freedom lay at the top of those steps, out of that door of the outer walls. There was no way I was destined to be a serving girl. My father sold me into the life of servitude just so he could get my meagre wages. He was in for a surprise at the end of the month, when he would receive a big fat nothing.
My palms were sweaty as I surveyed the open courtyard. One last obstacle to overcome. It was now or never, so I pushed myself away from the wall and ran as fast as I could from the castle.
Who knows where my newfound freedom was going to take me. I hadn’t decided anything yet.
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers
AngieTrafford 
Wonderful story, Angie! I love how she is going to get revenge against her father for selling her into slavery! Very good!
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She is definitely going to get revenge by not allowing him to take her wages. Thanks for reading
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Yes, exactly! 🙂
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Well done her! I love the open ending – freedom first, everything else later… Good stuff 🙂
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Thanks for reading, glad you enjoyed it!
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Lovely take. I hope she finds her freedom and better days ahead then the life of a serving girl.
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Her destiny now lies on her hand. I enjoyed reading it! 🙂
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Well done. Well written. You could feel the intensity of her emotions as she anticipated the escape. 🙂
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Thank you very much for saying
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I hope she find a bright future with her newfound freedom and doesn’t grow to regret her decision to leave. Great story, Angie. 🙂
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I hope she succeeded and makes a better future for herself. What a bad father!
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I hope she does as well. I have a feeling that she will be just fine 🙂 Thanks for reading.
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