Ababio dreaded the trip from Kumasi to Accra. He had tried his best to circumvent his boss so he wouldn’t attend the conference, but nosey Nana Yaa had thwarted his plans. As they passed through Nsawam, he clenched his fists and started gnashing his teeth. They were nearly there; that spot near the town square where he smashed his car and got his fiancée killed. If only he didn’t have a photographic memory. He could still see her mangled body being pulled out of the wreck. Tearfully, he asked the driver to stop there so he could pay his respects. [100 words] |
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That’s very true to life. I would try to avoid passing that place too. I like your take on the prompt.
Thanks Penny.
ugh – glad he could pay his respects – but do hope the vivid bad deatails fade…
so realistic – nice job
Thank you.
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Dear Kwadwo,
Tragic story and masterful tie to the prompt. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle.
I had a hard time coming up with this story, but it all worked out well in the end.
Hope to see you again next Friday.
You have done an excellent job of bringing us into the pain this man is suffering.
Thanks Linda.
How sad. I know I would feel the same. At least he is able to stop to pay his respects. That seems a step forward in healing.
Quite a poignant scene. Don’t you agree?