Glass Houses #FridayFictioneers

Tracey Delaplain, Friday Fictioneers, flash fiction
Photo credit: Janet Webb

Glass Houses
By T. Delaplain

Helen’s world was shrink wrapped, the glass house he provided kept her well contained. “A safe haven”, he had promised at the altar.

What once felt manageable was now stifling. Her life had become so small that she could feel the glass above, beside and beneath her, not even a sharp edge to test herself against. The clear glass began to fog and she knew the last of the outside world was disappearing. Once her despair was complete no sledge hammer could free her.

Today she would look for an ice pick.

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55 thoughts on “Glass Houses #FridayFictioneers

  1. I feel for Helen and wish her the best, may she break free!
    wonderful story !

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  2. I think we may both be feeling a little “trapped” today. πŸ™‚ Great response to the prompt.

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  3. I loved “Helen’s world was shrink wrapped”

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  4. Ice, ice, baby! There’s security and then there’s security.
    Well done, Tracey! It fits the prompt well and the emotions are so well articulated. Bravo! πŸ™‚

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  5. Wow! I feel claustrophobic – grabbing my neck! Air!

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  6. Ice becames a dramatic metaphor for a trapped spirit. Good one.

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  7. not even a sharp edge to test herself against – Dang, another yummy line I might need to steal. Great take on the prompt.

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  8. i notice as we get older, the space we can roam around becomes more constricted. i saw it on my dad. before he died, he was consigned to a room on the first floor. he wasn’t even permitted to climb upstairs.

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  9. A beautifully painted word picture of marital claustrophobia.

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  10. Lovely writing, a real sense of her being trapped and the little hint of hope at the end if she can just start chipping away.

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  11. Whether the husband is over-protective or controlling, I hope she finds that ice pick and breaks free.

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  12. Dear Tracey,

    I understand how that safe haven can become a stifling hell. Well written with raw emotion.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  13. Her feeling of entrapment is palpable throughout your piece. Brilliant

    Please click to read my FriFic

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  14. “Today she would look for an ice pick.” Hopefully, figuratively. Beautifully written post. Cheers

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  15. Well, she may be living in a glass house, but at least she’s not throwing stones.
    Stifling was an excellent choice of words for the suffocating environment her husband created.

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  16. Life Lessons of a Dog Lover

    Beautifully crafted story. I felt her world getting smaller and smaller. Loved that she never gave up.

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  17. Thanks goodness she still has a shred of hope inside of her. I hope she makes it out!

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  18. Safety is one thing, prison quite another.

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  19. Breaking old habits and breaking out of suffocating relationships doesn’t get easier with time. Good for her to not give up. Great writing, Tracey.

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  20. Enjoyable story, very thought provoking.

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  21. You’ve crafted a tragic & sympathetic character. I hope Helen breaks free but isn’t shattered in doing so.

    Like

  22. Looks like a very controlling husband is keeping his wife isolated. Me thinks he’s insecure. Sad …
    Isadora 😎

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  23. Some very graphic lines in this Tracey. Well done.

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