FLASH
FICTION
FRIDAY
Painting
the future
As
I walked in to the studio I saw Lisa sitting on the floor, in front
of one of my first attempts at art, and I froze.
“She's
pretty, who is she,” she asked, turning her head to face me.
“No
one in particular,” I lied.
If
she knew the truth she wouldn't understand no one would, that's just
the way society was. You see the truth was the painting she liked so
much was me, or at least would be me, once I had finally sold enough
paintings to pay for the surgery I desperately wanted.
©JSMorbius2013
Please take your time to visit all the other wonderful flashers, and their interpretation of the very same picture I have used
Please take your time to visit all the other wonderful flashers, and their interpretation of the very same picture I have used
8 comments:
There is something about the way you wrote that, that made me read so fast. I was desperate to find out who the painting was of. Excellent twist. Great flash.xxx
I agree with J.P. I wonder if he will tell her the truth, I wonder if she will understand. Great flash.
Captivating flash. The more I read, the more I wanted to know. Great pull on my emotions there right at the end too. Great Flash.
What a great flash. Really portrayed his/her desire and dreaming.
What a great twist for an ending...or a beginning. The shroud of his shame was visceral, and an unfortunate reaction of most people. You crafted this piece to encompass both their feelings in a few short words, which is amazing. Loved it, Julez:) xo
Oh Wow, that was great, Julez!
Great flash! love the twist! :) Awesome job!
i would've thought the painting was of her. What a surprise! Loved this. Great twist.
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