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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Photo description: A large gnarled stump of a tree is in the foreground. Behind it is a stone building with a staircase that leads up to an entrance with double wooden doors.

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Genre: Fiction…sort of…
Word Count: 100

SLINGS AND ARROWS

“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never harm me.” Elise stuck out her tongue and ran home, her playmates’ taunts echoing in her ears.

Brenda had wrinkled her nose. “I don’t want Elise on my team. She’s a lousy catcher.”

“I don’t want her either.” Mindy had scowled. “She’s slower than frozen molasses.” 

Elise wrapped her arms around her stuffed lion and burst into tears. “If you were a real lion, you could rip those brats apart.” She sniffed. “When I’m a famous artist they can choke on my paintbrushes.”

Nonetheless, their words hurt like hell.

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This is unrelated to the story. It’s a painting I did of my granddaughter a few years ago. 😉