Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Shelter From The Storm
|She needs to leave. She makes arrangements over the phone: for an apartment, for a job.
“If you go, don’t come back,” Father says. She nods.
|He drives her. The city is an hour away. They don’t speak. The apartment building looks shabby, the manager isn’t there.
“Let’s go home,” Father says. She cries all the way back.
“We love you,” her parents say, but they don’t mean her, just who they think she should be. She promises to no longer see her friends.
If this is home, her shelter from the storm, why is she so broken?
Done with the Nano… phew, that was close, but I did it. Nevertheless, maybe through write-overload, I was stumped by this week’s prompt. This is the only story I could come up with, dismissing dragons, plagues and other fun adventures for “I-don’t-even-know-what-genre-this-is.”