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This is NOT the prompt! This is Friday Fictioneers creator Madison Woods on her wedding day, Sunday, September 22. A hearty congratulations to the happy couple. 

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As always, writers are encouraged to be as innovative as possible with the prompt and 100 word constraints. 

Henry David Thoreau said it best.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

THE RULES:

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Genre: Literary Fiction

Word Count: 99

DUEL

“You’ll see, dear, in the end you’re all better off without me. I can’t…” Marie stopped typing and swallowed four sleeping pills.

 “Mommy, whatcha writing?” Her seven-year-old son climbed onto her lap. “Can I read it?”

“No!” She minimized the document screen. “Go back to bed.”

“Uh-uh. I’m scared. I dreamed they put you in a big box and buried it. Daddy cried.”

“It was just a bad dream.”

“Promise…”

“I can’t—”

“…you won’t die.”

“You pathetic fool,” whispered the voices. “Just do it!”

“I can’t.” She swept the bottle beside the keyboard into the wastebasket. “I promise.”