December 22, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that steps beyond. It can be a door, a tunnel, a worm hole in space. You can create an explicit for what “beyond” is or you can simply use the word. Follow the prompt where it takes you, beyond what you think you know is there.
Thank you Charli. You can check out her post here:
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We were told we weren’t allowed beyond the curtain that led upstairs.
Women only they said, but one Man, bespectacled, bald, and dressed in black was permitted access.
Curious five year olds, we strained to hear what was going on, what it all meant.
We didn’t understand why we were constantly told to shush, to occupy ourselves and keep out of the way.
Why so many visitors, and not us? Why couldn’t we play and join in?
Suddenly quiet when everyone had left, we sneaked upstairs.
Mama lay sleeping, as did the new babe in the cot beside her.
For so long, curtains acted as doors and partitions to rooms, that your use of a curtain sets an Americana tone and past setting to your flash. The story of family mysteries from the eyes of a child is endearing.
Actually based on truth to some extent when our next door neighbour had her seventh baby at home and none of the kids were allowed in to see what was going on.
Short and very sweet! I liked this tale very much!
Thank you.
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Memories of Grandma’s house! Thanks!
Great Grandma for me, where a thick green tassled curtain was at the bottom of their curved staircase. Commodes in the bedrooms too, no indoor plumbing!