Bridal Car

26 years ago, this car was just a rusted metal crap in my grandpop’s old garage. It was left to decay and die its natural death until I was born. Once my painter parents learned their first child will be a girl, they christened the car with colours. We’re like twins born on that fateful summer day.

With thousand trips this car has took me and my family, today is both the happiest and the saddest.

Tonight this car won’t bring me home any more, cause it is now my turn to create a home I will call my own.

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Word count: 100

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Saima (SWritings) of Dollops of Heedful Ramblings

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In response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) May 10, 2016.

Rules:

• a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less)
• each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end
• no serial (continuation) stories
• include a pingback to the challenge post

Thank you for the lovely prompt, Priceless Joy!  

Read more short stories here:

Honk

I won’t forget that day.

Amid the heart-rate machine’s beep, Dad recalled how mom easily wakes up anytime of the night whenever she hears his buggy’s honks.

While dad’s reminiscing, the doctor entered and told us that after over six months in coma, mom might not wake up again. We might just wait in vain.

Sickly dad asked me to get his old unmoving  buggy. He said, “It is our last chance, buddy.”

After I returned, dad opened mom’s windows. He went down and pressed his buggy’s horns.

I won’t forget that day…

when we waited for a honk-made miracle.

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Word count: 100 words

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

Photo credit: Al Forbes

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In response to Friday Fictioneers prompt for 26 February 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.

Read more great 100-word short stories here: