By Carol Sanders
I awoke to the same view as always: bars and walls. Still in isolation.
This barren, lonely existence. I stared out, so very alone.
I stood and shook the bars. I had to have a change! I had to!
“I can’t stand it in here anymore!” I cried to no one. “Somebody get me outta here!”
Silence.
Or was it? Did I hear a voice from beyond that wall?
A figure approached. A woman. She was big. And bleary-eyed.
“You’re up early today, Sweetums!”
She reached into my cell. Release at last!
“Let’s get you a fresh diaper before breakfast.”
Totally unexpected ending! A joy to read.
Thanks! I wanted something unexpected.
Great story, loved the ending.
Thanks! I wanted something unexpected.
loved the climax Carol….excellent.
Thanks. I wondered what the daily wake up is like for littluns.
Does age change our perspective of life? Perhaps the very young view playpens as prisons, and mommies provide the welcoming arms of heavens embrace, and those on death row seek God’s forgiving grace. Great job, Carol.
Thanks. I was thinking about prison, and a baby’s perspective came to mind.
really good twist, well done
Thanks. I wanted something unexpected.
Reminds me of my story “Trapped in the Pen: a story in waiting.”
Ooh! Please send it to me!
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Clever twist on the perspective Carol. Like others, I was lead in the obvious direction, but I was pleasantly surprised by the redirection. Thanks.
Fun! Well done.