Blasphemy!

“Blasphemy!”

The word is shrieked out through thin lips, and I’m startled back into myself. I feel my body heat up; I know his words are for me.

My sin is so great, everyone can see it. My protruding belly is proof of that.

He has no sin; no one knows it was him. I am punishable because I was caught. He gets off free because I’ve said nothing.

The hard seat makes my back ache; the eyes of fifty people only accentuate how uncomfortable I am. I dare not try to explain, I didn’t know it was a sin.

Reviews

[Taylor H.]

Finally a longer one lol this is another fantastic write!

[The Analog Kid]

Sin, maybe, but to me it would be a cardinal sin to kill the baby just to avoid people's judgements. Nice poetic prose to tell a quick story.

[Wunderlich]

I like how this feels as if it could be an excerpt from a longer story, but explains all it needs to by itself. This comes off as a sort of poetic prose and it works perfectly. Great descriptions, diction, and style. Excellent.

[Wicahpi]

This leaves me to wonder how exactly this happened and who are the
characters involved. This could evolve into a long story.
Well done; nice Drabble