Down the memory lane
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“Daddy!”, I used to scream with joy and rush to the door when he came back from work. On the days when he was late, I would be sad and there
were times when I even cried. But a tight hug from him would make everything
alright.
were times when I even cried. But a tight hug from him would make everything
alright.
“Daddy!”, I wish I could scream as I stood beside his
grave. Though it had been years since he was gone, the void that his loss had created
could never be filled. Tears kept streaming down my face as the memories came
flooding by. But there was none to wipe away the tears.
grave. Though it had been years since he was gone, the void that his loss had created
could never be filled. Tears kept streaming down my face as the memories came
flooding by. But there was none to wipe away the tears.
Word count: 100
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers
Sad story, but told well with only 100 words. May your fond memories sustain you.
Thank you Debbie!
Heartbreaking Reema! Nicely done.
Thank you Vinitha!
Too poignant for sure. . wonderfully told micro fiction !!!
Thank you Manish!
Heartbreaking this one!
Hmm yeah 🙁
What a sad sad tale.
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Life has its share of sad tales, doesn't it?
Very sad tale. 🙁 He's there near, trying to wipe the tears I think. Just, it takes longer than before that's all.
Leo @ I Rhyme Without Reason
Hmmm hope so!
I know how you feel – I lost my father 20 years ago and still miss him.
Yeah it is impossible not to miss!
Very sad, but also beautiful. The love shines through.
Thank you 🙂
Dear Reema,
Sweet and achingly sad.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you for the comment Rochelle 🙂
So sad, but elegantly written.
Thank you 🙂
Very sad.
Good piece.
Thank you Mick!