Friday, 29 November 2013

A baby will come

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Julie smiled and looked away, 'Isn't the sun glorious!' 

Mary said, 'Your baby's adorable' but thought, Slut...mine's died. Showing nothing she said, 'Is she sleeping through the night yet?' 

Torn from my belly in pieces.

Julie  said, 'Sadly no' and made her excuses to leave.

Waving, Mary watched the pram pushed away...that baby is mine.



4 comments:

  1. Yeah....
    This was an upbeat and bouncy little yarn.
    More suited for Halloween, but I guess there is no season
    for the Macabre.
    Most excellent tale of hate and jealousy
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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    1. You never know when the dark side will call!

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  2. Ouch. This is raw and difficult. But I like the scribblings that take us aback and make us think. Oh...all the words in our head we would never speak.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.