So i have done a few freewrites now, and most have just ended up as rubbish that i can never use in future writing, however, i feel that the piece i am about to share could be the start of something promising. The promt of the freewrite just came from one evening while i was having a bath after a stressful day, and thought how the warm water was feeling to shed all my worries. It is very short but well here it is:
Samantha submerged her head under the hot running water once more. She felt som peaceful underneath it, like each droplet was washing away all the horrible things that had happend that week. Not just the rape, but the looks she had been given as she relayed the story to the officer, the councellor, the doctor, her mum. Most looks had been of concern, pity, understanding. But the looks she had gotten from her mother, hatred, anger, disbelief. But samantha could understand, afterall it had been her mother's husband that had forced himself on herm that had tried to squeeze the life out of her, If it hadn't of been the postman. She wouldn't be re-living it now over and over again.
(Oh my sorry it is so short! Didn't realise!)
Be kind :)
A very intriguing theme Abi - the relationship between a mother and daughter when such a thing happens. Keep going!
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