With this story I started with the ending and tried to work out how it all happened.
Not a recommended way to write a short story but I like to think that it worked for me here.
The Window Seat
This is my special place. This seat, by the window, in the prison cell that I now call home, is where I come to think. And it’s where I come to be alone. And, sometimes, if I try very hard, as I look out of the window, I can see a different view - something that isn’t really there.
They’re going to kill me in the morning. They’re going to take me out into the yard and make me kneel down in the sand. Then they’ll tie a blindfold over my eyes. And finally, there will be a loud noise - something like gunfire. And then, I’ll be dead.
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