Photo Prompt © Dale Rogerson
A rose and a thorn by Kelvin M. Knight
‘Go play while we pack, there’s a good girl.’
Flowers? Boring. Cardboard boxes, now they were fun. They became walls, bursting with adventure and danger. They even collapsed. Now they surrounded her, entombed her. Their emptiness filled her. She punched and kicked them but they just flapped their arms and legs at her, sliced her shins and forearms. Tears pricked her cheeks when she heard their muffled laughter. Dropping to her knees, she pushed her palms together and prayed, like all good girls should pray, not for grace and goodness, but for lungs like bellows.
‘MUMMY, DADDY! RESCUE ME NOW!’
Thank you to everyone for joining in this week (04/08/17), and reading / liking / commenting on each other’s stories. You don’t have to be a Friday Fictioneer to read / like / comment on the stories so please don’t be shy, there is a mix of styles and storylines all inspired by the same photo.
Thanks, as ever, to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers so congenially.