Flash Fiction: Clouds

The little boy would spend his day gazing up at the sky.

The villagers speculated that the boy was not right in his mind. They asked the other children to stay away from this child who seemingly suffered from poor mental health. However, the little boy did not mind being alone. He would hunt for food, bathe under the waterfall, and sleep on trees. He did not need anybody.

He had the clouds, who gave him company every single day…


Word Count: 80

Prompt:

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #3

FOWC with Fandango – Health

RDP Monday – Speculate

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