Through another’s eyes



100 words on the nose, on the  picture prompt

Through another’s eyes.

I tried to climb out of the pit, my fingers bled, my knees ached, my head was throbbing and blood trickled down my face. Left for dead, but determined to survive, my anger exploded into a scream.
‘If I get out of here, you will pay me my money back.’
My mistake, I’d hired the killer. I’d text ‘She feels life isn’t worth living’ I should have been clearer. My twin has a terminal cancer, but looks so well. She wished for euthanasia, illegal here.
My facial deformities never held me back, but I guess we all see worth differently.


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