Finish the story begins with:
“After losing her head, she realized that the rest of her body was falling apart!”
Life was cruel she thought.
The restraints had weathered and scarred her wrists from the action of the metal.
They said it was for her own good.
Her head had gone long ago. She was aware of the day. Tuesday 18th October, the day she turned 60. She had woken up to find…. Pffftttt…….it was nowhere to be found. In place of concrete thought was a void.
Now as she looked down on her emaciated body, her skeleton showing through the fragile covering that was once a golden brown she again contemplated the cruelty of life.
The potential of youth, the commitment of a career, were all distant memories.
Sucking on the straw she once again thought, ‘Life sucks doesn’t it.’
Written for: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/05/04/mondays-finish-the-story-may-4th-2015/
Morpethroad 
Very eerie indeed, and for some reason, I can picture her in an asylum, for in my mind, her head being lost could be a reference to saying goodbye to your sanity.
Great story!
Thanks Francesca, lovely to see you drop by. Have a good day.
Makes me think of the “cruelty of aging.” Excellent story!
Yes you are right Joy about aging being cruel in so many ways.
Yes, I can attest to that myself.
Yes I think we can each have a tale about how it impinges on us…..
Senility at its best or I mean worst….
Thanks Donna, yes indeed.
Welcome back Michael! I hope that you had an excellent holiday! I have to agree with Francesca and Joy. I pictured the gal being in an asylum, and I also thought about aging and looking back. Well done! Thanks for writing again, and be well… ^..^
My holiday was fantastic Barb, good to be home as well.
When I was reading your flash I was taken more to the dementia/Alzheimer’s side of things and the frustration felt and then the acceptance either way it made me stop and think.
Thanks Sally for stopping by. Hmm yes there are such things that take life away from us as we know it….
And you are back with a bang! I was wondering where you had disappeared.
Nice story.. eerie as someone said.
Thanks praj. Lovely being home but I had a great holiday.
Loved this… very impactful. So many different thoughts, wa
s it the loss of youth, sanity or something more macabre.
Thank you for your comment, well you decide what it was…..that way it becomes yours.
Hi Michael…long time no see/read!!:) this is so sad and dredges up sad memories…life is not always fair, is it? As usual you wrote a great story! We are finally seeing warm weather …it is 28C today…that is hot for here.
Hello Oliana, its good to be back. Had a great holiday, saw stuff I only read about or saw on TV. Now I can say in the middle of a movie, Hey I’ve been there….
Oh I love that feeling. I forgot you were in U SA right? Europe? You must email me sometime
Yes, quite eerie. I’m imagining an asylum, too. Nicely done!
Thanks Sonya, she’s somewhere unpleasant that is for sure.
very good
Thank you so much.
Having been a care-giver to someone with dementia, I think the asylumish-feel, the restraints, touch of madness is what dementia/Alzheimer’s does to the mind and spirit. It binds you to a shadow world, scarred by the gradual loss of abilities, memory, etc. The piece made me very sad. Shows how well you captured the interior and the peek at reality people with dementia/Alzheimer’s sometimes allows people to have.
Off to get a Kleenex.
Coming home on the plane I watched ‘still alice’ about a woman with early onset dementia. Must have impacted on me as that’s what I saw with this prompt.
Great story on the ravages of time on the body. This person appears locked in their own body. A very scary thought.
Thank you so much for your comment. Yes very scary indeed……fingers crossed such things don’t happen to us.
Interesting! She could be related to my protagonist. 🙂
Thanks so much.
An interesting take on the ‘losing your head’ aspect. The emotions of the character, being restrained and confused, forgetful, came across strongly. Well done.
Thank you so much. Hope you have a good day.
Welcome back, Michael. Good description. It’s sad when people, especially the elderly, need restraints. She sounds like she’s in a bad way. At least she has some memory, but it sounds as though it just makes it worse. Good story, although very sad. Well done. — Suzanne
Thanks Suzanne, always good to be home. Thanks so much for the welcome back….
So sad that anyone would feel this way. But – you know – there are probably many who do.
I am sure there are, one of life’s tragedies.