Newcomers - rules & examples here. Add story to the comments, link blog...(Stories can be 100 words exactly or less than 30 words).
He had tried again but failed. A slight sinking in her chest
brought sadness to her eyes while the grin she plastered to her face was
unwavering. He looked around and physically deflated a fraction as the
disappointment rolled over him in an engulfing wave.
Slowly he made his way to the edge, then collected himself
as he got out of the pool.
She rushed over to greet him.
“Great job! You were fantastic!” she enthused.
“Thanks, Mum.” He smiled. “I was close.”
It was a familiar dance for them both. Simultaneously they
thought ‘I hate the stupid swimming carnival’.
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Oooh. I like that final par. Lots of potential with this one. Glad to see you writing again.
ReplyDeleteI can picture the two of them!
ReplyDeleteGreat story!
ReplyDeleteI hate the stupid swimming carnival too!!!
I am not much of a short story writter sorry!
Oh I feel sad for both of them!
ReplyDeleteOk here goes. I do so love writing off the top of my head like this. :)
Jack could never understand why it was that Jill insisted on going to the top of the hill.
She knew what had happened; the day they had fallen down was engrained in everyone's mind.
More than that, she knew what was up there. She knew what lived deep down in the well, that no one dared visit.
The sounds from the top of the hill on a cold winters night, were enough to put most of the town's people off, and yet Jill... she was fearless. She cared not that it knew her name, but only that it called her.
Fantastic!! There's a writing comp at the moment called Bad Romeo, and you have to write using those characters....will tweet you the link if interested...
DeleteHa ha, so true. We often know what each other is thinking but know we won't say it out of kindness. #TeamIBOT
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