Going to pieces
Resting for years, I'd been abandoned like an orphan, but I'd made a life - a comfortable bed, regular water therapy and head occasionally basking in the sun. What more could a 77 year old wish? But then...
Two young wastrels, who should have been in school, came my way. The one in front was the problem. Dozing peacefully in the sun, I felt a sharp sting on my shoulder. Ow! Then another, another and another.
I was getting angry, very angry. Then it came.... Ping!... That hurt so much I just exploded. I was in pieces. All of us were!
- Category: General / Misc
- Tags: WW2 unexploded bomb in the tidal estuary. Truants. Maybe only makes sense after reading #1 & #2!
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D.M. over 8 years ago
I was a tad confused at first when I read this, not enough morning coffee...
Then I saw the tags and clued in.
Creative drabble, Neville! To personify the bomb and use the phrases, "I just exploded!" and "I was in pieces". Perfect! -
Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
Thanks D.M.... it's down to you though. It was your suggestion that prompted it, fantastical though it may be, so thanks for that. My next endeavour will be from the PoV of a laggard who is trying to catch the duo. I think this might have been your original suggestion. I really appreciate your thoughtful feedback, not just to my own efforts but to those of others too.
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D.M. over 8 years ago
Thank you, Neville. This site has been so helpful towards making writing a daily
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Christopher over 8 years ago
A drabble from the bomb's POV. That's brilliant. And the way it was described was superb. Well done, Neville.
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Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
Thanks Christopher. Great to see you back in circulation.
