You’ve been poisoned! The words kept flashing in her mind. She couldn’t, she just couldn’t do it! It was too dreadful. How could she poison her own sister? It just wasn’t right. Her eyes swelled with tears. Why were they making her do this? The men in black stood behind her staring at her with icy eyes. She picked up the coffee mug and wrote the words at the bottom. She read the sentence she had written. Her heart overflowed with pain. The tall man that had captured her and forced her into poisoning her sister handed her a pot of coffee and a small bottle that held the poison. She held it tight in her hand. She couldn’t do it! She wouldn’t do it! She took the lid off the small bottle and dumped it all over the floor. Shock filled the men’s eyes. She stood confident and proud. But, that all ended when she felt an awful pain in her side. She fell to the floor and clenched her side. Everything was becoming blurry now and she couldn’t see anything. To her horror she realized what had happened…..she had been shot!
193 words. And I used the picture prompt.