Thursday 16 May 2013

I Told You....

"I told you so. I told you so. I told you so."

His voice resonated in my head. So much I hated his whining, especially when he was right.... Again.

"I told you. I told you", his nagging voice was relentless. "I told you that if we kept going, eventually, we'd get to the edge of the world. And just like I told you, there'd be a fence to stop us from falling off. I told you. I told you. I told you..."

And in that moment, I loathed him more than ever. If  I could have killed him, I would have. But what chance does a six year old girl have against her eight year old brother.

Aqueduct -Sarah Ann Hall
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Written for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.

6 comments:

  1. That's fantastic, darling. The set up brought to mind (for me, at least) Hobbits and the like, so the last sentence just brought a giant smile to my face.

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  2. Oh, yeah, I can hear and see that happening. Fun!

    janet

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  3. Oh dear.. those cruel little rascals... could grow into a life-time resentment.

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  4. Dear Roger,
    Adorable story. I didn't see that ending coming and I loved it.
    Shalom,
    Rochelle

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  5. When I was eight, with a six-year-old sister, I'm sure she would have tried or did try to kill me at times. :)

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  6. Lovely. Great use of repetition within your 100 words. Really like this. :)

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