PHOTO PROMPT © Trish Nankivell
“I’m pretty sure it is missing some words.” Jaleel scratched his head.
“Kind of a funny place to put a sign.” Jabu kicked at the grainy dirt at his bare feet. “You think Big Jack put it there?” He asked Jaleel. They eyed the shack at the edge of the bare patch of land where they had spent hours catching lizards and playing cricket. Until Big Jack moved in.
A skinny, weather-beaten man leaped out from his new dwelling and the children scattered as he yelled after them, “Get outta here! Can’t you read the sign? Be Gone!”
98 words
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Write a story in 100 words or less. Click the frog to submit your flash fiction and read what other’s have written too!
I pictured this being the meet-cute between two young boys and a homeless man with whom they form a friendship later in their story.
PS I arrived late to the party and have joined Instagram! If you’re on it too, then find me @fatimafakierwrites and let’s connect and troll each other 😉
***Last FF for the year!***
Fajr, Books & That First Cuppa 
Well, how were they supposed to know gone meant be gone? Big Jack needs some writing lessons.
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A man of few words.
Or less!
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i’m looking forward to the sequel. Happy holidays! 🙂
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Dear Fatima,
Jack is not a nice person. He should be gone. Nicely done.
Shalom and Happy Holidays,
Rochelle
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I like the irony of Big Jack’s name! Well told story, Fatima.
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I expect if they hunted around on the ground they’d find the “Be” lying in the grass 🙂
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I enjoyed reading this. I hope Big Jack makes his peace with the boys and learns to chill!
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This is cute and I imagine will be a fabulous scary story for the kids to share with their friends over and over again
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Good story Fatima. I like the potential of a friendship forged in future. And I shall troll you on Instagram shortly.
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I wonder what Big Jack’s story is and hope he is harmless.
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