“Master
betrayed us. Wicked. Tricksy, False. We ought to wring his filthy
little neck. Kill him!”
Brutus and Cassius, Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
Mom and Dad flew out to Washington for my brother's wedding this
weekend. Unfortunately I can't go because of my disability we're not
sure how badly I would react to flying and the long trip. I could
have a large amount of seizures, and incredibly strong ones...and
that is too risky. So I'm chillin' at home with Grandma and her
cousin visiting. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
What The Story Could Say
A story decided
it could say:
The character
is happy.
The character
is sad.
The character
is a person you'd like.
The character
is a person you'd hate.
The character
is pure.
The character
is sinful.
The character
is hypothetical.
The character
is symbolic.
But afterward the reader decided what the story would say.
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