First times don’t always come
'Is it a big where you get learned,' asked Billie
stretched out like a praying mantis.
.....'No it just looks big', said Jeanie, more interested in
the boys then answering her brother's questions.
.....'Will I get learned?'
.....She gave her answer without thinking—a regret
when she remembered his death.
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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.