This isn’t really a story. It’s more of a character sketch/concept piece.
When he hid in his room, bruised and battered, I cried for him.
When he came home from school smiling, blood on his clothes, I wondered what happened.
When the school scheduled a conference to discuss his behavior, I ignored their concerns.
When he started going out, I thought he’d made friends, and I rejoiced that he’d finally blossomed.
When our neighbor couldn’t find her dog and my son walked away whistling, I was confused.
When the news broadcast the fifth in a series of violent murders, I wondered and worried.
And when my son came into my room, eyes gleaming, butcher knife clutched in his hand, I blamed myself.
Inspired by the WordPress Daily Prompt: Blossom
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Dark – heavy – chilling – and really, really wonderful!
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Thanks, Teri. That means a lot coming from a horror writer like you.
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Chilling. You have really found a niche and excel at these micro pieces.
Just…wow!
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Well, thank you. I never in a million years would have said that my niche was micro fiction… you know how I love to talk. And write. And get into minute detail. (Okay, I’m starting to ramble again.)
Seriously, many thanks.
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🙂
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Not your typical piece. I like it.
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Thanks, Michele. Actually, I think this tone IS starting to be my typical. 😉
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Wow. So powerful!
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Thank you so much!
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Hm, keep on like this and I’m going to have to pass my crown as Queen of Darkness over! Loved this. 👍
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If I’m ever famous (and I think we all know I won’t be), this will be chronicled as my dark period. But I’m sure it’ll pass.
I have no interest in dethroning you. The title is yours. 🙂
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I’m nice; let’s share 😊
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Works for me!
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I think you’ve about mastered short form.
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Wow. Thanks, Craig.
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muy lindo
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Staci Troilo posted: “This isn’t really a story. It’s more of a character sketch/concept piece. When he hid in his room, bruised and battered, I cried for him. When he came home from school smiling, blood on his clothes, I wondered what happened. When the school s”
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Thank you.
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Wow! Powerful stuff Staci! Micro-fiction/drabbles are a great discipline for authors 😀
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Thanks, Jan. I struggle with small word counts, so this was a good exercise for me.
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