With her hand in mine, my daughter and I walk toward the Ferris wheel. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
She nods, “The only way to conquer a fear is to face it.”
It’s been a year since the swing accident. “If the sand wasn’t there, your daughter certainly would not have walked away with just a broken leg.” The doctor had said. The truth is: my daughter hadn’t walked away with just a broken leg, she’d walked away with a new fear.
“Mommy, it’ll be okay.” My daughter yanks me back to the present.
I smile. “Yes, it will.”
(100 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.
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You always have interesting takes on the prompts! ♡
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Thank you. 🙂
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I love this. I needed to hear this, too! But I love the twist at the end. Good job.
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Thank you. 🙂 I’m glad to inspire.
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well, she can ride the ferris wheel again to get rid of the new fear. 🙂
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Well, considering her fear is heights, I think she’ll have to ride the Ferris wheel again.
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Brave girl – braver than her mother by the sound of it. Nice take on the photo prompt.
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I think her mother is just concerned about the well being of her daughter. I know my mom act this way sometimes. Thank you for reading.
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Beautiful story of a moment between a parent and child.
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Thank you.
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Very nicely rounded tale.
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Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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A sweet and tender relationship between that mother and daughter. Love this story.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Facing fear is not easy, but it is certainly the right thing to do.
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Great story 🙂
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Thank you.
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