Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Today’s curious photo by Shaktiki Sharma left my head spinning.
This is no way a criticism of the picture, more a joke about the state of my head.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
© Shaktiki Sharma
There is no reading this week, because I rather think I lack the ability to make credible the voice in the story.
Chocolate
Yes, Daddy, I am sure that is the man.
And I recognise his car, that pretty blue colour.
He gave me chocolate, said he would take me to see his puppy.
He was very nice, honestly.
Why are you so cross, Daddy?
Okay, I will wait here quietly, I won’t move.
Please don’t be long.
*
Oh, there is that nice man again.
He seems to have had a terrible accident.
What a shame.
I wonder how long he will be in that wheelchair.
I probably shouldn’t have told Daddy that story.
It is so easy to make things up.
Oooh! Wasnt expecting that! Strangely, I thought ‘she’ was a ‘he’. I wonder why…
I perceive a lack of remorse in her voice. A future politician, I suppose.
Thanks, Russell.
Please see my response to Perry, below.
Sounds an awful lot like the bad seed. Looks like she’s likely to grow up into Donald Trump. Better we run her over with that wheel chair before that happens! Nice switch.
Thanks, Perry.
As a non-American I never comment on your politics, not even on the loud-mouthed, bombastic, execrable Mr Trump.
Where would a child get such a notion? Perhaps it is not her that is evil after all.
TV? Junk Press?
I think children are very aware very young now, Dawn.
I wasn’t expecting that twist. Very good. The child’s voice is most convincing – I could just imagine the father’s responses as he heard the ‘story’.
Nobody expects…
No, that is still Monty Python!
Glad I got your imagination working, Margaret.
Powerful last line this week CE. The child’s voice carries so much innocence until the ending. I wonder if this will be the last story she makes up or if there will be more? Will the consequences change her?
Thank you, sir.
As Ms Day likes to warble, que sera sera…
Good story, C.E. At least your little teller of lies didn’t have a father who carried a gun. She’s off to a really bad start. Good writing. —- Suzanne
Thank you, Suzanne.
YIKES … that’s an awful lie. It can’t even be categorized as a little white lie either.
What a menace she is. Could have gotten her father in a bad situation. He might have been in the wheelchair. Oh my, it’s a good story when it leave the reader shocked. SUPER WRITE … as always.
Isadora 😎
Yikes and shocked!
I am a happy man, Isadora, thank you
I’m happy to bring a smile to your face. Now, I’m smiling too. 😎
Hugs
I like the portrayal of a father’s rage that flows out of a father’s care!
Good for you!
I am a father who would probably react in exactly this way.
But my little angel would never have told lies.
Would she?
You succeeded in surprising. Feeling sorry for daddy dear for having such an imaginative, naughty kid. Very well written.
I do like to surprise, dear Indira.
Thank you for your kind words.
Or maybe she just shouldn’t lie and “pretend” like that. It seems she enjoys making things up, no matter the consequence.
Ah my apologies. I wasn’t paying attention, that line changes everything. This kid made up the first story. Daddy beat up somebody, but somebody didn’t do anything to the kid. She cried wolf and Dad just might be in trouble now because of her lie. She should be carful about crying wolf.
Exactly so, Amanda. And you are correct about crying wolf, a dangerous pastime.
As Aesop pointed out back when I was just a laddie.
Haha. You’re not that old CE 🙂
Now, that’s downright evil. Left me with chills. Well done.
Evil is excellent, chills are cool!
Thank you, Alicia.
WHOA!!!!!! Ohhhhhh … SNAP!
Snap, snap, SNAP! That was DEADLY! I about jumped out of my seat on that last line.
Congratulations, C.E. for this morsel of sinister and irony.
Five out of five Willy Wonkas.
Daddy’s little girl is not always as sweet as she looks.
The female of the species, and all that stuff.
(Think about Lady R…)
Lady R and I are brats anyway, so it’s double the fun. 😉
Ouch, this hurts on so many levels. Not your writing, of course, but the content. It also is an excellent argument against self-justice.
Thank you, Gabriele, I am happy if my story triggers any sort of emotion in my reader.
Hurt is good, as is the fact it provoked other thoughts.
I am with Rochelle, plus I would have found it an interesting challenge no dilemma on how to read this aloud.
We are all with Lady R, Michael, we don’t dare not be!
Yes, I could not imagine myself reading this convincingly, it would be too creepy!
Interesting from the kids inoccent POV. Can’t blame the Dad, this guy was going to do something horrible to his daughter. Hope he stays put jail for his daughter’s sake. Nice write CE.
Um, not so innocent, Amanda.
Check out the last line again.
What a devious little child… Like a true little Cathy Ames … I wonder why she popped up in my head.
Maybe you have been reading the great man again?
Probably time I did too.
It’s been a while – but she stands out among characters
Good and bad comes in all sizes doesn’t it? You played nicely with my emotions -as always.
Yes, ma’am, they exist in all of us to some degree.
Delighted to play with your emotions – as always.
What a wretched child! If Daddy finds out he told a tall tale…. I should think his bum should burn!
Ah, kids will be kids, Dale.
Interesting you took it to be a boy…
Mother of boys…couldn’t help myself!!
Oh man, awesome ending. 🙂
Oh woman, awesome comment!
Oh, blimey. What a little devil! I do hope Daddy didn’t get into serious trouble over that – and the the nice man hasn’t sustained any serious injury. Just shows – kids are linked very closely with the Dark. 🙂 Great story C
Interesting thought, Lynn, that we link kids to the dark.
Perhaps our assumption of innocence and/or vulnerability which we find is badly misplaced?
Glad you enjoyed.
There is darkness in al of us, it’s just most adults are better at hiding it than kids are! They’re not all little angels, that’s for sure 🙂 A pleasure as always, C
Ouch! I didn’t see that coming. Tremendous!
Thank you, I do like to finish with a little surprise occasionally!
Oh dear….though I would probably have reacted the same as Daddy. Stirring story, even as a twist on the prompt.
Oh dear, indeed.
That is the point, very many of us would, I agree.
great story there
Thank you, sir, glad you enjoyed.
Excellent voice, the devious little stirrer!
Some folk do anything for attention, Iain.
Even write blogs!
An interesting take on the prompt this week. It seems to have led us in all sorts of directions.
To be honest, Claire, it does not take much to lead me in all sorts of directions!
Not sure where the story came from, maybe 2 wheels shapes led to wheelchair?
I have come across highly imaginative boys and drama-princesses. This story left me feeling very uncomfortable, because it’s a thought that crosses my mind quite often when I’m reading some of the tack that graces the tabloids. Very well done, CE.
If I can take you out of your comfort zone and make you think then I am happy, Sandra.
One of the side benefits of living here is that I can forget that the ghastly red tops even exist!
Thank you for your thoughts and kind words.
That skirts the very edge of what we can or should write. Survivors have had to struggle to be believed. And yet, of course, there are some who make it up. This left me very uncomfortable, which is the sign of good writing
I try to get in where it hurts sometimes, Neil.
If I can provoke a thought then I am happy.
Thanks for your views and kind words.
Dear CE,
I don’t see a good future for that child. Devious little brat. On the other hand he might grow up to be a writer. 😉 Miss your voice, but it’s still there in your story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
A writer?
Is that a sly dig, m’lady?
Sorry about the reading, but I wrote it as a little girl, didn’t think it would work.
Hugs