By Emily Wood
The sky is dancing. Clouds pirouette in the wind as the sun stretches with a tired yawn.
“Mummy, why does it rain?”
Cardboard men in stiff, grey suits march down the high street; a bundle of blankets and newspapers feeds his dog.
“Daddy, why doesn’t that man sleep in his house?”
Angry voices haunt our house. They seep from beneath doors and through open windows. At night, someone turns the volume down.
“Daddy, why are you sleeping in here?”
A spaceship with big zips and four wheels sits in our hallway. The alien stole Mummy’s clothes.
“Mummy, why are you leaving?”
I loved the story arc… how it started out so light and airy.. a world so beautiful then descended into the sad and sadder.
Thank you Luann! I’m glad you liked the form 🙂
Very, very compact story, telling a far longer one in just 101 words. Liked it!
Thanks, Bobby! I’m pleased you liked it 🙂
Great story! Beautiful and heartbreaking.
Thank you! Very nice of you to say so 🙂
Wow, very powerful.
Nicely disjointed but connected.