Overgrown expectations

This story is a response to the Challenge posted on Friday Fictioneers, which is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple. A story inspired by the photo prompt, a beginning, middle and end in just 100 words or below, making every word count. Here goes my attempt, hope you guys like it.

Overgrown expectations

The more I thought of Marley, the more I regret meeting her. She is more like an old piece of furniture that reminds you of the moments that went around it but not with it.

“Hey sweetie…how’s the recovery going?”

“Am good mom… thanks.”

My family they worry. I tried drugs. I tried running away. I tried to end it all.

But now, the memories are something else. The wounds have gone deeper but don’t appear on surface. It was mine, a mistake of overgrown expectations from love.


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