Another “loser” in the eyes of Prime Number Magazine, but I thought decent enough to share with you, my dear readers. Again, PNM puts on a free writing contest each month. The piece must be exactly 53 words and follow the specified prompt. March’s prompt was: a march.
The New Recruit
With sweat dotting her brow and fists clenched tightly, she struggled to maintain her composure. She had freely taken the oath, however desperate thoughts of home clung relentlessly and left her second-guessing her decision.
Anxious thought absconded as her drill sergeant cleared his throat and bellowed, “Forward, march! Left! Left! Left, right, left…”