Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – Do You Remember?

Thanks to Pricelessjoy for hosting FFfAW and for this week’s picture prompt:

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Here’s my story:

Do You Remember?

Jenny straddled her favourite chestnut, Anna, her feet not quite reaching the stirrups.  She leaned forward and nuzzled into her soft mane.

“Do you remember the two of us galloping through the fields of daisies with the wind dancing at your hooves? And how you soared over the hay bales so gracefully, with no trouble at all?” Jenny whispered, patting Anna’s strong neck and tickling her ears.

“Remember when we won our first blue ribbon for dressage at the show?  I was so proud of you.”

Jenny always thought she’d have a lifetime of hopes and dreams to share with Anna.

But after the accident, everything changed.

Tears began to trickle down Jenny’s cheeks and she quickly brushed them away.

“Daddy,” she called, “I’m ready to go now.”

Mick gently lifted his daughter down from the horse and sat her back in her wheelchair.

(144 words)

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15 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers – Do You Remember?

  1. That is so heartbreaking. I often think of this scenario when I ride, but it does not stop me from riding. We all take chances in our life. If not, we would miss out on so much. Our memories are so precious to us and Jenny will be able to relive her riding in her memories. Great story!

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  2. Very bittersweet indeed. It is a shame when a child’s or adult’s dreams are shattered by physiological or psychological trauma.

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