I accepted a challenge from a friend, write a story in 100 words or less. Here is my submission:
Born.
So many photos.
Real or created memories?
A barn with basketball hoops.
A dirt road.
A wood truck.
Forts and clouds.
A black mustang.
Aunts.
Uncles.
Sisters.
Cousins.
Softball.
Basketball.
Death.
Books.
Writing.
A line in the dirt, born from my toe stopping the swing the first time I didn't jump. I wasn't afraid of falling when I landed; I was afraid of what people would say if I fell.
Middle school.
The cruelty of girls.
High school.
The cruelty of "popular" people.
College.
The mystery of fate.
Career.
Children.
Love.
Nostalgia.
Regret.
Wonder.
Gratitude.
Fear.
What if?
Birth....
gorgeous
ReplyDeleteunique, and lovely.
ReplyDeleteLove that, among so many abstractions, you include a detailed image of the line in the dirt. Well done.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks so much again for the FB hello. Made my might.
~bhj
Over from Sarah's. I took the challenge too! I love your interpretation.
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