It’s Friday Fictioneers time again! The concept is simple. Every week, the talented Madison Woods posts a photo prompt and, as a Fictioneer, you write a 100 (or thereabouts) response to the prompt. If you like writing then you might enjoy playing along. Click HERE for all the details and I hope to see your entry this week!
Here’s this week’s photo prompt:
Separated from his wife, Morris reached through the fence. Ignoring the blood and pain from the barb he screamed: “Rifka!”
Rifka turned. “Maish.” She began approaching the fence but was held back by her sister.
“No, Rifka. Keep walking.”
“Down, Jew,” the guard barked. “Move.”
Ignoring the guard, Morris quietly weeped. “Rifka! Vos iz dos?” What is this?
The bullet entered Morris’ skull and exploded out the front – a mass of bone and brains. He hung like a broken marionette, his arm held fast in the razor wire.
Rifka turned and ran to the fence.
“Maish,” she sobbed. “Ikh hob dikh lib.” I love you.
(100 words + six extra words for the six million)
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Holocaust Remembrance Day (Yom HaShoah), which marks the anniversary of the Warsaw Ghetto uprising was observed this year on the evening of April 18th.