She was stressed and tried hard to stay calm. Debt was mounting.
“Mom when can we have food”
“Wait for your dad son, we’ll eat together”
And then the bell rang.
“I lost today. I’m sure I will win tomorrow”
Then she mixed the poison in food to eat.
P.S: It’s my first attempt at 55 words or less-fiction. I got to know about this concept first from ki’s blog.
interesting concept and good first attempt 🙂
I am blogrolling you
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the concept aint mine umang..seems like it started in 1987…wiki has more info on it..thanks a lot for nice comments
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Uh Ohh….
I hope you continue this one! 🙂
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Hope so Choco ..thanks
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Hey!! Nice work I still have a 55 Fiction to write. But your concept is really good. Loved it.
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thankoo zeba..write urs soon 🙂
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😦 this is so heartbreaking and sad… 😦
great 55er but very morbid 😦
PS:- ‘morbid’ was conveyed so accurately so that means a great 55er 😀
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aah yeapp..i’m pretty new to this indyeah..and i’m glad YOU liked it 😛
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Lovely concept and well executed … 🙂
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Welcome to the blog adisha…i’m glad you liked it
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Nicely done!
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thankooo da 🙂
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nice!!:)
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Thanks prachi 🙂
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Thans prachi 🙂
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Nice one 🙂 but sad 😦
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thankoo kanupriya..how about trying a 55er 😉
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