I am writing my first ever piece of flash fiction in response to this week's The Prompt. I have tried to do it as the 100 word challenge.
Now, as the sharp pain seared through her fragile body, she could not help but think that perhaps this was a mistake. Too late to do anything about, but a mistake nevertheless.
She let out a blood-curdling scream as the next wave of agony swept away all conscious thought. A desperate attempt to quell the rising tide of despair that was engulfing her.
There was nobody to hear. She was alone. With her mistake.