Flash Fiction Challenge: August 2, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a yellow tent. Where is it and who does it belong to? Think of how the color adds to the story. Go where the prompt leads.
https://carrotranch.com/2018/08/03/august-2-flash-fiction-challenge/
My contribution:
A Little Yellow Tent
Are you okay kid?
The last thing she remembers is a truck door closing.
Then sleeping in this soft lap.
She struggles to open her eyes. So tired.
Where Am I?
Kid! What’s your name? Who are you?
She turns toward the voice. A kind voice.
A smooth hand covers hers. Gentle and warm.
Something in her untwists.
Tears escape, sliding down her face.
She feels herself lifted up.
Hears a door opening.
She peeks. A blue house. Flowers. Swings.
A little girl. A little boy.
A little yellow tent; flap up. Toys inside.
“Ya wanna play?”
She smiles.
one letter UP ~ diary 2.0 
Perhaps a ray of hope? I’m enjoying this saga as it unfolds, but sense this is not the happy ending.
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I’m with Charli. I can hear the threat in the voice “ya wanna play?” I’m hoping though that we are all so conditioned to bad outcomes that in this instance it was one of the kids that asked her and not the warm handed truck driver.
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