Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.
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His little legs pumped up and down as fast as they could. He rounded the corner by flinging himself round the light poll.
He could see the bus up ahead, it was just pulling away from the curb.
“No please wait” he yelled, but it was no good. He’d missed the bus again.
He sat down in the dirt by the side of the road and cried.
He’d really been looking forward to the trifle his mumma was cooking for desert. But all he was going to get was a bruised backside from his daddy.
He’d missed the bus again.
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RIOT’S REDEMPTION 
Poor lad. The repetition worked well.
Thank You 🙂
Dear Sarah,
You made me ache for this little boy. I agree with Sandra about the repetition. Well constructed and well developed character in a hundred words.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle 🙂
I host a 50 word challenge monthly but maybe I should jump in on this one once in a while for those stories that I just can’t beat into submission!
I find the 100 word limit actually really enjoyable 🙂 not sure If I’d be capable of cramming a beginning, middle and end in 50 words but.
the early bird catches the worm. he could have waited a little early for the bus. but then there would be no story. i truly enjoyed reading your story.
Thank you 🙂
I read so much more into this story than missing the bus. Some kids have a hard time growing up.
I’m glad you did, as there was more behind it for me. I hadn’t intended to write a story about my father (fact was he walked to school anyways) but as I wrote it, it was he and his father I saw.
Such a poor boy, and not the only one. Your 100 words tell a lot.
Thank You 🙂
Wonderfully told story. Some, no matter how hard they try, will always be late…
I like to think he grew up and made something of himself 🙂 and was always early.
The poor kid…. I wonder what keeps him form getting to the bus stop?
In my mind he gets distracted too easily, say by a stray dog or lizard running across the path in front of him.
yep, that can happen…