Flash Fiction: Open Space

“Okay, you have brought me out here to this pub, and clearly you have begun drinking way before I joined in. What’s wrong?”

“The people of this city. That’s what’s wrong.”

“I’m from this city. I think I turned out quite well. Multi-millionaire and all. So, why do you think the people are wrong?”

“Yeah, you might be an exception. Okay, this city is so congested. There is hardly any open space left. This open area you see in front of us, that’s one of the last ones left in this city. And now I hear this area has already been purchased for development.”

“Ummm..”

“What umm? Wait! Did you buy this plot of land?”

“Yep, I kinda did.”

“Unbelievable! My own best friend betrayed me.”

“You are getting it all wrong. I bought this plot to develop it into a playground, so that this open space is secured.”

“Oh!”


Prompt:

Tell The Story Challenge by SanaH

Now, I challenge the following bloggers:

Geet Sethi

Jo Hawk the Writer

Theresaly520

 

If you choose to accept the challenge, write a story on the following picture:

Image result for flower horror

Happy writing! 🙂

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