City Sidewalk – Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in his picture (below).
This week’s astute photo gives me the green light to join in again after missing out last week due to technical problems.
Sorry, Al.
Click on this link to enter your tale, and see what others have written.

Copyright Al Forbes

Copyright Al Forbes

City Sidewalk

It is good to be back in the city.
Okay, this is not my city, but it has the same sort of buzz.
Don’t get me wrong, I love where I live now, a small town on the Mediterranean.
But a city has a life of its own, the people, the traffic, the noise.
Stay back from the kerb, she tells me, it is dangerous, they jump lights.
But I laugh.
I am from Glasgow, afraid of nothing.
I stand right on the corner waiting for the signal to change.
Even as I plan my alone time, I am absorbing my surroundings.
The young mothers with push-chairs, elderly couples, arm in arm, men in suits, pretty girls in denims, boisterous young men, a sports club, perhaps.
On the road a high percentage of SUVs thunder past.
As I edge forward, anticipating the green light, I suddenly know I have a problem.
The lads are jostling each other, one stumbles into my back.
The bus, hurtling through on amber, brings certain death.
To the teenage rugby player who lurches past my twisting body.

About ceayr

A Scot who has discovered Paradise in a small town he calls Medville on the Côte d'Azur, C.E. Ayr has spent a large part of his life in the West of Scotland and a large part elsewhere. His first job was selling programmes at his local football club and he has since tried 73 other career paths, the longest being in IT, with varying degrees of success. He is somewhat nomadic, fairly irresponsible and, according to his darling daughter, a bit random.
This entry was posted in Sound Bite Fiction and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

27 Responses to City Sidewalk – Sunday Photo Fiction

  1. Indira says:

    Very well depicted scene of city life. Nice twist but feeling sad for the boy. I see them daily going very fast on bike twisting and twirling dangerously, no care fore themselves or the pedestrians.


  2. Dale says:

    Youth! So carefree and careless! Great twist as I was expecting the narrator to go splat!


  3. afairymind says:

    What a lucky escape! It could so easily have been him facing ‘certain death’ from the bus. A shame that the lad wasn’t so lucky. Great story.🙂


  4. Talk about being in the right place at the right time!


  5. Danny James says:

    Seems to be a lot of stories that concern death with this photo prompt. I could feel the pain in yours.



  6. Donna says:

    Ouch what a nasty end.


  7. Graham Lawrence says:

    I was waiting for the twist! Nice descriptive lines!


  8. Corina says:

    Nice contrast between the city mentality and the small town mentality. I guess accidents happen, wherever you are. (Or maybe you just make them happen!)


  9. mandibelle16 says:

    Always the shocking twist at the end your stories, love that. Young guys are like that, don’t pay attention, sometimes until it’s too late. Great story!


  10. Just a slight .. oops .. didn’t see you there.🙂


  11. Steve Lakey says:

    Great description of city menace bubbling to the surface.


  12. misskzebra says:

    You bring the jostle of the city to life here. A gruesome tale!


  13. Dear CE.

    Ouch. That was a painful read and all too realistic. It sounds like your MC wasn’t as indestructible as he thought. Well written.




  14. Reblogged this on anelephantcant and commented:
    AnElephantCant wait for a green man
    He is impatient to get out of town
    To show he’s the boss
    He just sashays across
    He is too big for anything to knock down


  15. The city a great place to visit …


Leave your Sound Bite here

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s