Like a vibrant flower in full bloom, 2015 was my life’s blessed prolonged spring. We got our million-worth dream house. Most especially, we finally have our first born after five years of waiting. A blissful life season ends after the unseen 2016 fall.
My husband’s an animal rights advocate. I love and hate him for that. He avoided a stray cat on that fateful night, in exchange of his and our only baby’s lives. I survived, barely.
From a lovely blossoming bud my life’s now like the naked trees I overlooked outside my asylum’s window– alive but barely breathing quadriplegic.
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Word count: 100 words
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Photo credit: J Hardy Carroll
In response to Friday Fictioneers prompt for 08 April 2016.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing challenge hosted by the generous Fairy Blog-Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction.
oh that is so tragic 😦 well-penned, Rosema 🙂
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aw. sorry for the tragedy, Lady Lee.
Thank you for reading! 🙂
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Tears*
That’s sad to know .
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awww. sorry for the tears dear!
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And things can change so quickly. Well done.
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Thank you, Sandra! That is true. Life’s a turning wheel. 🙂
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Oh Wow–fiction? I hope. You write so powerfully.
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yes dear, Azul! 🙂 This is just another product of my imagination! 😀
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Oh good, I feel better–you always write so believably! 🙂
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oh thank you, Azul! It’s a sweet compliment, really. 🙂
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Most welcome 🙂
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❤ ❤ ❤
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WOW, just wow!
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oh. thank you! 🙂
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Okay, I know the post says Friday Fiction; I am hoping the story is definitely fiction coz this packs a punch!
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yes my dear! This is fictional. 🙂 Thank you very much! 😀 😀 😀
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How unpredictable life can be… very powerful story!
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that is true. thank you. life’s a turning wheel 🙂
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You snagged me and then reeled me in hook, line, and sinker. This was a chilling tale and clearly exhibits how quickly life can change.
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oh wow. your comment felt like a vivid poem to me and I am so flattered. Thank you very much!
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Such power in so few words. Great job on this story, Rosema!
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oh. thank you for your generous kind words! Appreciate it a lot! ❤
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wow. What a story and what an ending! That comparison between her and the trees is perfect!
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woah! those are just so heart melting words, Mel! Thank you!
This photo seems like so dark for me, thus the tragic ending. 🙂
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You’re welcome and i agree it is dark. The tragic ending works beautifully 🙂
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Powerful story, Rosema! Life is fragile and so precious. We need to cherish each and every moment.
Wonderful job take on the prompt 🙂
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Amen Kay! Life’s a continuously turning wheel. We really have to make every second count. 🙂
Thank you!
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A powerfully told story, Rosema! Well-done!
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oh. thank you, Vijaya! The photo is equally powerful. 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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❤
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So very sad. Not only did she lose her family but now she is severely disabled. Great story, Rosema!
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Thank you, PJ! I agree dear. This is sad but that’s what the photo’s impression on me. The naked trees felt so haunting. It’s like they are alive but barely breathing.
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So sad! But if that is the impression the photo gave you then that is what it gave you! Great story!
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oh thank you, PJ! 🙂
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A beautiful tragic story! I feel super bad for the lady.. 😦
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oh thank you lovely Shivalika! 🙂 Sorry for the tragic theme.
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Nevertheless it was lovely! 🙂
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thank you, equally lovely Shivalika! ❤
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Wow! Now that packs a punch!
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oh thank, joseph! 🙂
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You are welcome.
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🙂
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Shocker ending and very tragic. She survived but she can’t even hold her own baby. And she’s in an asylum? Is she depressed too?
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Thank you, Mandi!
her baby died with his husband. she survived, but she is now a quadriplegic, hence the asylum Mandi.
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Oh, I see. We wouldn’t call it an asylum here. In my Grandma’s time, they called places where people with mental illnesses went asylums. A place for quadriplegics would be a care home or a Rehabilitation Centre. Hence, why I didn’t understand and thought she was depressed as well as quadriplegic 🙂
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i understand, Mandi. asylum is a mere figurative term that i used. her room felt like an asylum because she is a quadriplegic.:)
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Oh sure. Let me know if I’m commenting too much. I didn’t comment much this week, took a break, so there were a bunch of pieces at once.
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oh no!! 😀 i have no problem with that. I am actually delighted to read your insightful words my friend. ❤
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😃🌷
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Oh, that poor woman. No wonder she is bitter, she probably wishes she’d died with her loved ones. Good, powerful story.
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yes. exactly. Those are her thoughts as she feels she is alive yet dead already.
Thank you!
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WOW! Another strong tale. If I was a character in your work, I would definitely be scared of my end 😀 😀
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maybe so! Thank you, Dajena! The photo begs for something tragic, so… this one. 🙂
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Oh what a tragic story. I had to read it three times before I dared comment. First, I had to let my heart stop racing and then I had to double check and make sure it was fiction. I didn’t want to compound such a tragedy with an insincere comment. Your poweful flash fiction caught me off gaurd and took my breath away. You are extremely talented and I enjoyed reading this post.
Melissa Sugar
http://melissasugarwrites.com
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Oh my Melissa. Oh my.
First of all, it was great meeting you (virtually). 🙂 I am always delighted to see new readers in my post.
Second.. I am just so elated with you comment. Yes, this is fiction. But thank you for being such a sensitive reader. 🙂
Third, I would love to know you and read you more too. 🙂
Thank you!
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I meant to add that my word press log in info is inaccurate. I created it last year during the A to Z challenge so I could comment on WP blogs but I think all I’ve done is make things more confusing. Sorry.
Melissa Sugar
http://melissasugarwrites.com
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Oh it is so okay, Melissa. 😀 Thank you for dropping by! 😀
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Oh, my. What a storyteller you are, my lovely friend. How tragic!
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yeah dear, it is really tragic. The haunting photo for me screams for tragedy. 😀 😀 😀
Nonetheless, thank you Annie!
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I didn’t see that coming but I couldn’t look away. That was a wild ride in 100 words.
Great piece.
Tracey
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Oh hi Tracey! Thank you for reading my piece of tragedy. 🙂 Thank you very much for your words. ❤
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Dear Rosema,
How quickly life can change. You took me from joy to despair in 100 words. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
It is always a pleasure to see you here. Thank you very much. Indeed life’s a turning wheel. 🙂
Best,
Rosema
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In less than a second life changed so much for her. Loved the bud to naked tree image. Not so sure about the term asylum, will have to think on that. But a real tragic story.
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Thank you, Mike, for sharing your thoughts. Asylum was used in a figurative. A quadriplegic as she is, her room felt like an asylum for her.
Thank you!
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