FRIDAY FICTIONEERS PHOTO PROMPT
Word Count: 100
“BEST PRESENT EVER!!!”, shrieked Anne.
I loved her pink, shiny bike. “Great!”, I said, trying to sound cheerful. “You’ll get one when you’re as old as Anne, kiddo”, said Dad. I felt sadder.
That night, I sneaked into the garage. Suddenly, there was a flash of light. “Knew it!”, whispered Dad, shocking me.
He walked towards me, pulling out something from his pocket. “Here, Blueberry lollipop. Your favorite”, he said. I took it from him, teary eyed.
The garage echoed with my cry, “Why can’t I have a bike?”, as Dad scooped me in his arms and carried me home.
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.
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