When Elena finished reading the news, she sighed and leaned back in her chair.
Oy, why do I read this stuff?
Her mind traveled backward in time. She stood as a little girl in the middle of her elementary school’s playground, watching the happenings around her. The push and shove of the schoolyard scraps, the bullies taunting and teasing, the swings occupied only by the biggest kids, and the jungle-gym where mysterious accidents happened all too often.
Elena then heard her mama’s voice, “Don’t fear, little one. Things have a way of working their way out in the end.”
This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story. The photo this week was provided by Trish Nankivell.
If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers or read their stories from this week, visit here.
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