Into The Night

Jesus slid open the sash window and vaulted lightly over the sill onto the ironwork beyond. He could feel its shuddering continue through the soles of his pristine sneakers as he quietly closed the window, fading out the sound of his parents’ argument.

The seductive serenade of squealing tyres, honking horns and muffled subwoofers floated up from the streets, quickening his heart and raising hairs on his neck.

He kicked open the release, stepped onto the corroded rungs and let gravity and his bodyweight crash the ladder noisily into the alleyway.

The city awaited him, and tonight he felt lucky.

You can listen to the podcast version of this story right here.

This 100 word story was written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you liked it feel free to ‘like’ and comment, I value your opinion. You can find other stories inspired by this photo by following the link here.

24 thoughts on “Into The Night

  1. I like how you’ve brought this to life with the sounds of the night and the sensation of the shuddering ironwork. He’s made a very dramatic escape, a fitting start to his adventure.

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