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Six Sentence Story: Twist

 

An antique typewriter

Each week, Denise at Girlie on the Edge blog posts a prompt word and invites bloggers to come up with a Six Sentence Story. It's a fun challenge for writers, and a delight for readers. Go over to her blog to read what others have written, and feel free to post your own story, too! This week's prompt: twist.

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The kids who moved in next door were big kids--much older than her 3-year-old self--but they might be fun to play with, and as they were coming towards her, the idea of them being new friends seemed at least possible.

She was rather shy, but she understood the basics of making friends, so when those neighbors crowded all around her and asked her what her name was, she didn't hesitate to answer.  She thought she had spoken loudly enough, but apparently her shyness got the best of her, because they didn't seem to have heard her. 

"Twisty?" they asked, and recognizing she needed to be even louder, she raised her voice and practically yelled her name.  Their peals of laughter and repeated chorus of "Twisty?" brought her to the sudden realization that they were not being nice at all, and she felt her face getting hot and she needed to get away from them as quickly as possible. Breaking through the crowd, she ran as fast as her little legs could go, across the front lawn and into the safety of the red brick house, where Mommy could make her feel better, and where everyone knew her name was "Kristi." 

Comments

  1. Frank HubenySeptember 2, 2020 at 4:51 PM

    Very realistic description.

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  2. UPSeptember 2, 2020 at 5:43 PM

    I loathe bullies. Good six. Makes us remember to be on the lookout for them. Thanks

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    1. KristiSeptember 2, 2020 at 7:25 PM

      Sadly, I don't think anyone makes it through childhood without running into at least one bully.

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  3. messymimiSeptember 2, 2020 at 8:10 PM

    Cowards, the whole pack of them, to pick on a small child. Yes, i think we all run into bullies, even after we grow up. Sad, i feel sorry for them, they are pitiful.

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    1. KristiSeptember 3, 2020 at 5:44 PM

      Hopefully they outgrew that sort of behavior.

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  4. Pat BSeptember 2, 2020 at 8:53 PM

    Hugs. . .again.

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  5. Lisa TomeySeptember 2, 2020 at 9:47 PM

    Awww😥 hugs to that little angel.

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  6. Clark FarleySeptember 3, 2020 at 4:54 AM

    lol
    hit many buried sore spots much?

    ... can there not be a certain insight into the life experiences of those who come to be champions of the written word, creative in a silent place, able to speak boldly in print.

    Good Six

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    1. KristiSeptember 3, 2020 at 5:46 PM

      It's funny--I hadn't thought about that incident in years (decades?) but as I was trying to come up with an idea for the prompt, it came back to me.

      Thanks.

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  7. GirlieOnTheEdgeSeptember 3, 2020 at 4:54 PM

    What a Six. You drew out feelings that ran from one end of the spectrum to the other.
    I totally identify with your shyness. I too was very shy and made fun of for it. Sad that so many children can be/are cruel to other children and worse when they are much younger. One wonders about their upbringing that they would find humor in bringing a toddler to tears.

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    1. KristiSeptember 3, 2020 at 5:51 PM

      Oh, there are so many reasons why kids could be cruel to others. I hope they outgrew that behavior. I'm sorry you were teased/bullied, too.

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  8. Josie Two ShoesSeptember 3, 2020 at 6:45 PM

    I suspect that most of us bloggers can relate to this experience in one way or another, and my heart went out to the little girl who just wanted to fit in among new friends. We moved to a new town when I was in the middle of first grade and groups were already well established. It wasn’t much fun but I eventually found my spot.

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    1. KristiSeptember 6, 2020 at 2:53 PM

      Moving during the school year must have been very hard. I'm glad you found your spot. :-)

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  9. Carrie LevineSeptember 4, 2020 at 4:43 AM

    I can relate to that. I enjoy reading this SSS.

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  10. D. AverySeptember 5, 2020 at 10:43 AM

    It can be hard to understand a little one's speech sometimes, but harder still to understand being mean especially to one so young.

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    1. KristiSeptember 6, 2020 at 2:55 PM

      Both enunciation and kindness take practice, I guess.

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  11. FordSeptember 6, 2020 at 10:34 AM

    I felt for her. I remember how hard it was moving homes as a kid, and having to make new friends each time. Well told.
    Ford, TVTA

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