The Trek to Freedom

It was a brutal hike, but there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that it HAD to be done.

Maria, their leader, and mother of two, egged them on with words of encouragement, and when needed, a stream of abuses to get their blood up.

Jose slipped on a pile of loose stones, and almost fell midway, but Isabella stretched out her hand just in time, and held him fast, as if she would never let go. She couldn’t afford to lose someone close to her…not again.

And then, they were at the top of THE peak- An American institution, the apex symbol of pride in the country. As they hoisted the flag at the peak, their faces lit up in relief, but only for a moment.

Photo courtesy Yinglan

It was then that Luisa asked the question that was on everybody’s minds, “Maria, now that we have proven our patriotism, do you think they will allow us to see our children?”

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160 words.

Written as a part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, hosted by Priceless Joy. The challenge is to write a story in 175 words or less, based on the weekly photo prompt. For more information visit HERE. To read other stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

 

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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3 Responses to The Trek to Freedom

  1. yarnspinnerr says:

    Patriotism and national feelings are currently in vogue. Globalization is now a lost cause.

  2. Iain Kelly says:

    Unusually topical and political story from you. I liked it, and it makes a powerful point. Well done.

  3. Wow, what a great story! Really puts the knife to the heart over USA’s treatment to immigrants!

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