LOSING LOVE

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-29 through 04-04-2016

This week’s photo prompt is provided by S. Writings. Thank you S. Writings!

Losing Love

“Hearts, when are we scheduled to leave this city?” Flowers grumbled.

“A few more days won’t hurt, we are a joy to so many and I love it!”

“That’s because you are all heart!  I think you enjoy this.”

“I love to see the look on their faces when they first see us,” Hearts laughed.

“Then, why aren’t you laughing now?”

“Because that kid over there just ran by me with a key in his hand.”

“So, big deal!”

“It certainly is a big deal!  I have scratches on my side and my hearts are bleeding.”

“Is that so terrible?”

“Yes, I’m starting to hate it here instead of loving it.”

Words (111)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

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10 thoughts on “LOSING LOVE

      • Yeah it’s true of all kids actually. I never knew this until I was in my mid-twenties but living at home you take a lot for granted. All the extra things your parents do like cleaning and cooking etc. You don’t really realize that home is “yours” until you put actual work into it and try to clean as well as your Mom does, or put the recycling all out, etc. Ownership puts a lot more value into something. Perhaps, with little kids too, the wouldn’t key their TV or video games because those are theirs.

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  1. Very tragic, the vandalism in your story, but it is so true to life. So much beauty destroyed, such as in your story. Of course, it doesn’t stop at vandalism, as we sadly know. Wonderful story, Jessie!

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