tired – one letter UP ~ diary 2.0

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.

Flash Fiction Challenge: July 26, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about what happens next to a stranded suitcase. Go where the prompt leads you, but consider the different perspectives you can take to tell the tale.

https://carrotranch.com/2018/07/27/july-26-flash-fiction-challenge/

My contribution:

The Respite Suitcase

She is so very tired. Of walking and walking.

The sun blinding as she emerges from the woods.

Dirty. Legs scratched. Cotton dress torn.

Cars roar by. A motorcycle backfires.

She jumps, turning to go back.

Then she sees it. It looks kind of familiar.

Grimy and gouged, its rusty metal corners bent in.

An old suitcase stranded in the brush.

She stumbles over to it, considering.