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.
Image © Anshu Bhojnagarwala. Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Anshu Bhojnagarwala’s permission.
Today is my 16th birthday. It shall be my last.
Even as a child I knew about their feelings, their misgivings. I learned when to be quiet, and when to run. They don’t like those who are different. Like me.
It got worse lately. I can read their thoughts now. The cacophony of banality, anger, and fear scorches my thoughts, my being. I don’t know where I begin and where they end. I burn inside. Jumping into the river will quench that fire.
Although… there’s this boy. His thoughts are like a bright spark of love. A flame that heals…
I’m not entirely happy with this one, but it was the only thing I could come up with.