100 Word Challenge

My older brother smiles proudly down at me from the top of the tree. I glare up at him. Just because he is three years older than me he thinks that makes him better. He thinks I can’t climb to the top of the tree. I will show him.
I start by grabbing the lowest branches, trying to navigate the path that my brother had used to effortlessly climb. But how did he get up there? The gaps between branches become greater. I glance upwards, I’m not even halfway there. Then I slip. My legs give way beneath me, I tumble through the air. The ground rushes towards me and I hit it hard. Everything goes black.

100 Word Challenge

12/03/18


The Teacup


Every Sunday I would visit her. It was the highlight of my week. Every time there was a different baked treat; pink iced buns, chewy chocolate chip cookies, and rich chocolate cupcakes. And always a cup of tea.

It has been five Sundays now since I haven’t been to visit her. The five worst Sundays of my life.

Today I found the teacup that my Grandma bought me for my birthday three years ago.

I carried the cup to the cemetery. I sat on the lush grass under the shade of a tree. There, I half buried my teacup. Half the teacup remains to remind me of my heart, now broken in two.

100 Word Challenge

6/03/18

…but what if I was in charge?…

My evil stepsisters stand and cackle as I scrub the floor until
they can see the reflection of their ugly faces in it. But what if
I was in charge?… I would be the one laughing gleefully as
they grovelled uselessly at my feet.

They watch with pleasure as they force me to clean the
fireplace. But what if I was in charge?… They would clean
the fireplace until their faces were so blackened that they
would fade into the dark night, never to be seen again.

They sneer at my torn clothes. But what if I was in charge?...
Their expensive dresses would be no more than dirty rags.

But what if I was in charge?... Then the world would have
such things as happy endings.