What If? #flashfiction

August 5, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about an open door. It can be literal or metaphorical. What is behind the door? Who is seeking and why? As the writer, how will you manage the discovery? Go where the prompt leads!


What If? – by Hugh W. Roberts

As I watched figures going through the open door, not even the pattering of rain on the roof of the car took away the fear I felt.

“What if…”

As my hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, anxiety began to snowball out of control.

“What if..?”

The thoughts of home and a warm bed were welcoming and safe.

“What if..?”

As I drove away, the LGBT community, who I feared, would have to wait another two years before joining them behind the open door that led to non-judgmental new friends, a new life and being who I really was.

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Image of light coming through an partly open door.
Image Credit: Charli Mills

Written for the 99-word flash fiction challenge hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch. Click here to join in.

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30 thoughts

    1. It was, Norah. And now I look back and wonder what on earth I was afraid of. But I’m older and wiser now and would have done things differently. But I guess we can all look back and say the same thing.

  1. I wanted the MP to be eaten, dissolved in acid, turned inside out by seeing the unseeable and you do a touching poignant little nugget… your stories really need a health warning.

    1. In this piece, the big ‘what if..?’ for me was ‘What if there is somebody in there who knows me?’ What I never thought about at the time was if they were there, then why was I so afraid of them seeing me?

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