Written for Friday Fictioneers. Our host Rochelle
asks us to use the photo below as inspiration
to write creatively in 100 words or less while
making every word count. This is my flash.

Things were easier then, life was different. Kids felt safe in their little bubbles. Iβd cycle to my piano lessons, cutting through the empty lot without a shred of fear.
Iβd ring the bell for my lesson; if my teacher didnβt answer immediately, Iβd wait on the bench. One time I waited so long, I was about to leave when the door flew open and a girl came running out, sobbing, her clothes a disheveled mess. My teacher called out after her. Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β
My only reason for ever feeling fear was the way my piano teacher looked at me that day.
NARΒ©2024
100 Words
This is βWash Away Those Yearsβ by Creed
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