The Mighty Pen flash fiction contest is a just for fun writing contest (inspired by my wonderful husband). I post the beginning of a story – and you post an end! I will choose a winner and several honorable mentions. The contest is open until Sunday night and the winner is announce on Monday where I feature them on my blog. Check out past winners on the tab above.
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The Beginning
Red. Yellow. Blue. Pink. The colors swirled around and around. Red. Yellow. Blue. Pink.
Black.
Red. Yellow. Blue. Pink. The colors swirled around and around. Red. Yellow. Blue. Pink.
ReplyDelete"Man! Why do these kinds of rides always make me sick?" I did my best to focus on the bow in the the little blonde girls hair just two rows up from me. It wasn't working and I could feel the unease building. My innards did not like this one bit!
"Are you feeling OK?" My dad had a real look of concern on his narrow features. He was thinner looking that I remembered. It had been several months since I got to see him and he thought this would be a great way to get me away from mom and her annoying parents for just a bit.
"Naw, let's try something that doesn't go round and round. Ok?" The ride was slowing, the music was getting softer. I was definitely not out of the woods yet.
"Ok" He smiled. His same smile that he has always had. A little crooked but somehow, it always felt warm and charming. Hard to be mad at someone who was trying to show he cared.
That did more to make me feel better than anything.
Awww Wily, that was sweet. It sounds like the beginning of a coming of age story :-)
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