Sad but beautifully written.
Daniel placed the doll carefully on top of the pile.
He struck the match and held it next to the teddy bear.
The flame grew. It consumed all the toys.
When his mother came running out the house it was too late.
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‘Why did you burn your sister’s toys, Daniel?’ his father asked him that evening.
‘Because Mummy’s always crying in Lily’s room with them.’ Daniel said. ‘I was trying to make her happy again.’
His father gave Daniel a hug and kissed him on the head.
‘It’s not the toys that make her sad, Daniel.’
Copyright Karuna
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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This is so poignant; thank you for sharing.
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