Writing Challenge: Jan 29, 2018

Prompt: Write a story that involves a count down


Five. There were five petals on the flower when I began. I plucked the first and watched it fly in the wind. “He loves me.”

Four pretty pictures around a sunny stem. I pinch the next off and watch it fall to the ground. “He loves me not.”

Three white ovals smile up at me. I pluck the nearest and give it a kiss. “He loves me.”

Two little ears sit on the flowers face. I tug loose one partner and blow it away, “He loves me not.

One ray of hope clings to the dead dream. I stroke it once and water it with a tear. “He loves me…. Not”

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