Flash Fiction: Dive

It was the most beautiful dive I had ever seen.

I knew she practised hard every day. Which is why she was simply the best. Before the athletics team selections, I came to watch her final practice session. She loved to practice when no one was around. Her dive had been absolutely perfect. I had no chance of being selected when up against her. Such a prodigy was born once in a hundred years. Which is why I almost regretted slipping the live electric wire into the pool.

Well, almost …


Word Count: 90

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 20 May 2019

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28 comments

  1. Yeah, I was waiting for the other shoe to drop πŸ™‚ Nasty, jealous person who probably won’t win anyway because she’s stood around watching the other girl practice instead of doing her own practicing.

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