Friday Fictioneers: Heart Broken

It’s Friday, and you know what that means… the weekend is near! And also Friday Fictioneers, of course.

For Friday Fictioneers, writers respond to a prompt in 100 words or less. Thank you to Rochelle for providing the prompt!

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Photo © Kelvin M. Knight

Heart Broken

When they ask if she really wants it, she says yes. Her lungs feel sore afterwards, as if they have frosted over. She lays a hand on her chest and feels the silence resonate.

When she gets home, she takes her mother’s crystal glass and throws it against the wall. She stares at the pieces, not blinking until tears roll down her cheeks. But they taste of nothing.

She smashes more until the floor looks built of crystal.

When her mother follows later, slipping between her fingers, she can’t even feel glad that she has no heart to get broken.


Word count: 100

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Friday Fictioneers: Why

It’s Friday! And what else could that mean but Friday Fictioneers? (Uploaded on an actual Friday for once. How punctual am I?!)

(Actually, don’t answer that question.)

For Friday Fictioneers, writers respond to a prompt in 100 words or less. Thank you to Rochelle for providing the prompt.

clouds-above-the-treesPhoto © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Why

Even though he was expecting it, the hit knocked him off his feet.

Pain blossomed inside his chest, squeezing his heart and scorching his lungs. He shuddered. The tears felt cool on his face. They laughed, the sound ringing hollow in his ears.

“Please,” he whimpered.

Another blow landed before he could close his eyes. One of them pulled his leg back. The next moment, an ache started in his ribs, getting sharper by the second.

They loomed over him.

By the time they left, he stopped asking himself why. He just lay there, watching clouds float across the sky.


Word count: 100

Thanks for reading! Let me know if you have any thoughts or comments. You can read more submissions to this prompt here.

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Fall

He fell long before she did.

Only his eyes followed her at first. Courage took tentative steps within him when she smiled at him one day. But she never fell as he had.

So her pushed her. They found her a few weeks later.

Both had fallen. Only he survived.

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A piece of 50 words based on the prompt ‘fall.’ Hope it wasn’t too creepy!

Thanks for reading! 🙂

© Sohini Kumar