Survivor

Posted: February 1, 2017 in Friday Fictioneers
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roger-bultot-flowerPHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Up here, at this height, Felicia saw the world perfectly, everything was clear.
Up here, there wasn’t a thing Felicia couldn’t do.
Her artwork covered the walls, her journals were packed with poems.

Down there, her mind went all muddy as if she were a fish swimming in flood water.
The air became thin. Noises grew louder. Her skin felt too small, itchy.
She slid along the wall when men passed by. Ran if one moved behind her.
Women? No better.

Today the scars on her back feel swollen and raw.
Each man is her father, every woman her mom.

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Comments
  1. James says:

    Depressing. She only has her place where she feels safe.

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  2. neilmacdon says:

    “She slid along the wall when men passed by” – chilling and beautifully crafted

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  3. This reminds me of that phrase, “Surviving but not very well.” Nicely done.

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  4. Sandra says:

    Her world has been robbed of hope, it seems. The desperation of her situation comes across vividly, Alicia. Well done.

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  5. Lynn Love says:

    That’s a very dark past she’s carrying around with her. Wonderfully written, you convey a true feeling of isolation, Alicia

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  6. Those last lines told the complete story of why… growing up with abuse, and abuse itself… I’m actually glad that she has found a way to cope.

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  7. Dale says:

    Surviving her abuse yet only in a confined space. So well told, Alicia!

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  8. granonine says:

    Even more sad than your story is the fact that there are real people out there who have had this very real experience.

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  9. Joy Pixley says:

    What a horrible burden that woman bears. I like to hope that she gets the help she needs.

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  10. draliman says:

    Sad situation but at least she has her little refuge up away from it all.

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  11. You are one of my favourite writers ever. This was so moving.

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  12. michael1148humphris says:

    Powerful images, I hope that her art restores her faith in life and humanity.

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  13. plaridel says:

    art was her refuge. hopefully, it represented the ideal that she was aspiring for.

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  14. rgayer55 says:

    Is this the caged bird who sings?

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  15. Thank goodness she had an art-filled oasis. A depressing tale and so different from mine which is also about a girl called Felicia!

    My story is called Stardust

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  16. jellico84 says:

    ouuuu, you captured the after-affects of abuse perfectly. good writing. ❤

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  17. HonieBriggs says:

    Harsh stories become more bearable when they are shared. I like the way you describe the difference point of view makes.

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  18. Laurie Bell says:

    Wow, this is heartbreaking. She has a tough life, has clearly survived but the scars are still clear.

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  19. wmqcolby says:

    That last line sold it, Alicia. Good capper!

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  20. This is tragically realistic. You describe her isolation so well.

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  21. Michael Wynn says:

    I liked her refuge as a haven and a perfect place that I would like for myself until, I realised it’s also her prison. I loved the line about every man’s her father, every woman her mum. (You say mom, I say mum 🙂 )

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  22. I could FEEL her isolation so viscerally in this piece, Lish. Very powerful! “She slid along the wall when men passed by” is chilling, and the final lines clinch it.

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  23. This isn’t your usual stuff, is it?
    A great description of someone who has suffered enough. Poor thing. Can she survive?

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  24. I was commiserating until those final blows.
    Yow…that one packed a powerful punch!

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  25. handmadejewelryhaven says:

    Oh! This gripped my heart.
    Thank you for sharing.
    Found your blog on FF and hope you can visit mine also 🙂

    – Lisa

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  26. We learn why she’s so traumatized from her physical scars. It seems she survived but only “just”. Good writing, Alisha. —- Suzanne

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  27. This is awesome.
    Well done.

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  28. Coming rather late to this (sorry) but what an evocative piece! The line “Up here, there wasn’t a thing Felicia couldn’t do” says it all for me. She’s found a comfort for herself – I like that.

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  29. Dahlia says:

    Terribly sad but then she has her art 🙂

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