Friday Fictioneers: Not Fireworks

PHOTO PROMPT -© Vijaya Sundaram

“Look, fireworks!” His brother shouted before getting up from the window-seat and running for the door. 

“Where are you going?” He asked. His brother pointed up. To the roof, their special spot to watch the fireworks. “I wonder what the occasion is tonight.” He said upon landing on the roof. His brother shrugged.

“What’s that?” He asked a few moments later, pointing at the red light in the distance.

“Do you hear that?” His brother asked. He concentrated and nodded. Screaming. Why are people screaming horrifying? Everything made sense as red sparks exploded. Bombs but it was too late.

(99 words)

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.

20 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Not Fireworks

    1. Thank you. I don’t think firework is a dangerous sign and I’m not sure if there are fireworks in the story. It might be a flare gun. When you shoot them into the sky, they look like firework.

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  1. We went into a somewhat similar direction this week. Those of us who can enjoy fireworks without being reminded of bombs can count our blessings. Good story.

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  2. What a terrifying story! Well-narrated and full of tension and that sense of impending tragedy which occurs inevitably at the end.

    (Sorry to get to your story so late! I’ve had computer issues. Using my cell phone to write this!)

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