When I was seven I lived in a paper house
I'd walk to my paper school every morning and into
my paper classroom
Never underestimate the benefits of a good
quality paper school teacher
Mrs Grime
taught me everything
I knew and nothing that I didn't need to know
She was the one that told me how to
breath
when Mum didn't come home
That was the day I learned that paper cars
are stupid
because there's nothing
to protect you when one paper car hits another paper car
That was the day the paper
disappeared
and I stopped breathing
(C) Ally Atherton 2016
100 words written for the 100 Word Challenge hosted by Tara Roberts
over at Thin Spiral Notebook.
Pop along and give it a go. it's not as easy as you think!
oh wow. no words. just..wow.
ReplyDeleteThank you Melissa :) :)
DeleteYou can write the most heartbreaking prose, and it completely takes you by surprise.
ReplyDeleteThank You Tara :) :)
DeleteSo powerful, as the simplest of things normally are. Your words stopped my breathing for a moment.
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DeleteThat was beautiful, but the ending hit like a punch to the gut. Gorgeous writing.
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ReplyDeleteoh, Ally. Beautiful, heartbreaking piece. (and, thank you for your comment on my page)
ReplyDeleteoh, Ally. Beautiful, heartbreaking piece. (and, thank you for your comment on my page)
ReplyDeleteTotally not the direction I thought you would go. Intense!
ReplyDeleteSo much pain and loss in so few words. Heartbreakingly beautiful.
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