Witness

I am writing this five sentence fiction to join in with Vinitha Dileep for her weekly Five Sentence Fiction on her blog  The Void Thoughts Five Sentence Fiction and this week's prompt is the word Witness.

Thanks, Vinitha! These challenges are fun to do.


Witness

“Stop hurting him!” I cried as they punched that coloured boy, Joe Johnson who worked at the corner store, but they only laughed at me since I was dumb Savannah, that white trash girl from the trailer park, a nobody.

Finally they got bored and ran off to see what other mean things they could do in our backward Lousiana town on that sultry summer night in 1962.

I took Joe’s large dark hand in my smaller white one and helped him to his feet.

“If only more people were kind like you,” he said, his warm dark eyes meeting mine.

In that moment, I knew I wanted to marry this man some day, despite the prejudice and challenges we would face.   

Comments

  1. To think that something as simple as an interracial marriage was actually legally banned in so many parts of the world for so long (and not so long ago). It seems so weird for us now but back then, the restrictions and the world was a different place and heaven knows how many hearts suffered for that.

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    1. Yes, it was a difficult time period. Things have improved in some places where they are more tolerant but I think there are still struggles going on. The US is an example where they are showing just how racist some people are with this latest government. I always thought they were much more liberal minded. Thanks for your comments.

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  2. Such a courageous girl, given the place and time period. This sounds like the beginnings of a longer story, which I'd enjoy reading. Another great entry, Cathy!

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    1. I do find interracial stories fascinating with all the obstacles they face. Just watched a neat movie on Netflix about a black Muslim girl and white guy at university in the States and the difficulties they faced. Funny there was nothing about racism in the movie, just about how hard it was her to go against her Muslim faith.

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  3. I missed out on reading this one, Cat.
    She is brave indeed. Her kindness was the start of a new world, wasn't it? Good one, Cat.

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    1. Thanks, Vinitha. I must do your challenge for this week. I was reminded when I saw Sanch's great little story. Stay tuned!

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  4. This is a powerful prologue, Cathy. You packed a great deal in a short space.

    Well done, Myke

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