Tommy Tucker was five when he found the little dragon, cowering behind his Lego fire truck.
“I’ve run away.” The dragon looked left and right nervously. “They want me to learn to puff fire and I’m scared.”
“I’m scared too,” said Tommy. “I broke my tooth and Mom said I am going to the dentist today. I’m not running away. Mom said I have to be brave.” A tear hovered on his eyelashes.
“Can I come with you? Put me in your pocket and we’ll be brave together.”
And that was how the fire started at the Randburg Medical Centre.
This post is part of Flash Fiction for aspiring writers.
The challenge is to write a story of 100 words based on a picture prompt. This week’s photo was supplied by Yinglan. Thanks Yinglan, and thanks to Priceless Joy who hosts the challenge every week.
Cute tale! Well told.
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Thanks Graham
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Hahahaha! This is so CUTE! I love it. They were brave together. 😀
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Thanks Joy
Jenny Young youngjennylee@gmail.com jennyyoung.co.za
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This was great! 🙂
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Very enjoyable story! Children have a way of latching onto anything that presents itself as being a safety net.
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Thanks.
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This is such a sweet story! I love it. 🙂
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two brave little buddies, lovely story
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Thank you
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How cute. They were both brave and the little dragon probably coughed 🙂
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HaHa. I never thought of a cough. I thought more in terms of the dragon thought he would be brave and try.
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