This is my response to the FFfAW weekly challenge. In this challenge you are given a picture and asked to write a 100 to 150 word short story inspired by it.
This week’s picture was provided by Louise, so thank you Louise.
This is the picture:
The following is a story that I have come up with (Word count: 158)
All I ever wanted was to be on one of those boats that I watched floating past my house day after day. My mum told me that I was not yet old enough to go on water all by myself but I was absolutely convinced that I could do it.
My daddy was a fisherman, after all, so why not me? I snuck out in the middle of the night in order to take hold of my own dream. I would show them when I came in with my very own fish.. They would eat their words then.
I had rowed into the middle of the lake when I managed to trip over the netting I had carefully placed in my boat. I was cursing as I smacked into the wood, but not as much as when I realised that I had lost my oars.
They were right. I was not old enough, and now I was stranded.
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