This six-sentence story was born from the challenge produced by GirlieOnTheEdge with the following simple rules:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word – FLUID
You can read other stories ‘here’
Edit 21.04.2025: This is my first entry to the hop I stumbled upon years ago. At the time, I thought it would be the perfect way to keep writing. Now, a few years later, I feel the urge to return, but the weight of work and life has me trapped in an endless writer’s block. Let me out!
Six-Sentence Story – FLUID
“You are a weird one, aren’t you?”
His words echoed in my brain as I had been decrypted and my secrets, they flung from the pages onto which I had been painting my love for him – with droplets of the sweetest words that I had accumulated over the years.
I didn’t have the strength to grab the diary from his hands so I just stood there trembling as if time itself had stopped while swallowing the lump in my throat – fearing that if I say something the butterflies that I was choking on, they would escape from my mouth.
I wasn’t used to being confronted, so far my poetry had been a grave for me to bury my most valuable treasures: my love and my fears of admitting it to the boy that I hardly knew.
Sometimes I wish that my poetry was a flammable fluid with words spilling from my fingertips, the smell of gasoline, the light of a match – set his world on fire.
But the only source of warmth in this room is the bottle of wine and his drunken laughter that cut the air as if it was made of cotton candy.
Links to more of my work:
If you like reading an emotionally packed short story here you can find multiple of them: Six-Sentence Stories, Short Stories, Romance and All That, Dead Poet
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You took us right into her mind, a poignant piece indeed. Hopefully, we’ll see you again next week!
Yes, I will certainly be taking part in this kind of prompts from now on. I liked it.
I feel lucky to have found it, so many stories to read.
Nice description: “my poetry had been a grave for me to bury my most valuable treasures”
Thank you so much.
The casual cruelty of the insensitive always cuts deep. Great Six and welcome to the fray.
It really does, doesn’t it? Thank you and am happy to be here.
Powerful piece of writing not spoiled by the tiny typos.
Thank you. For some reason, I always see the typos myself around a week after publishing or so.
Engaging and quite ‘visual’ a Six.
Excellent wordifying…
(to join the others), Welcome to the Six Sentence Story!
(Where, to use a preferred metaphor, a representative kid from every high school cafeteria table finds a seat, the better to: be supportive/get creative with/be annoying… etc lol)
Thank you so much, I hope I can create more “paintings” soon.
You did well making us feel her pain at his betrayal.
Thank you.
Echoes from your words resonated, in particular, the bit Frank quoted “my poetry had been a grave for me to bury my most valuable treasures:”
Welcome to Six Sentence Stories! I look forward to reading more of your poetry.
Thank you so much, and will participate again. Am glad to have found this place.
The poetry should be lifted, and the insensitive jerk rolled into the grave!
Welcome to Six Sentence stories…our supportive playground peopled by the best kind of friends!
Thank you, your comment made me giggle a little.
You did a great job showing the angst of being in a horrible situation. I hope she recovers and moves on from that lout.
Thank you, I too hope that she will find someone that appreciates her “Weird”.
A beautifully told story of heartless betrayal. Welcome to ‘Sixville’. Looking forward to seeing more of your writing!
Thank you, I am glad to have found this place.