Welcome to Friday Fictioneers– a most addictive weekly flash fiction challenge. Use the photo prompt to write a 100-word story and join this group of Kool Kats, from all over the world! Check out our fearless leader Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog Addicted Purple, to read more stories, learn more, or join in. The photo this week was sent in by Jennifer Pendergast.
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The House My Mother Built
All of my life we were stuck together– tangled.
I drank your Kool Aid, desperate to feel safe, to be loved, to believe
in the world you painted for me.
But the paint you used was toxic,
and I am poisoned.
Searching for cracks in the surface–
I peel and chip away at what is there, and find layer after layer of ugly.
Rebuilding this house of hard, this world of untruths… brick by brick.
Digging in old wounds is my Syrup of Ipecac
If only I could ask you– why?
But that train has left the station.
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