Over The River

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We traveled over the river; there was no other way. It wasn’t frozen yet, we could see little rivers within slowly trickling by. Earlier in the summer, a storm had washed away the bridge, but there was no other way into town. Sally went first, since she was the youngest and lightest. Even so, the thin ice broke under her tiny feet. We rushed to get her, but she’d gone under and was trapped underneath. I guess our attempts were futile, because she didn’t make it. We spent our Christmas burying our sister and we cried the tears of angels.5

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Exactly 100 words. That really is a short story!

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  • SusanL
    December 18, 2005
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    your word count is right on.
    It is interesting that the first and last story of this contest were of sadness at Christmas time. I truly hope this is fiction, or a story that is not of your life.
    You have used your 100 words very well, I must admit that I look forward to those that are willing to take on the challenge of telling an entire tale within this word limit. It requires a great conservation of verbage, really every word must have a purpose.
    You have managed to give us background and even a sense of place and time and many have not accomplished that even in longer stories.
    thank you for this story and good luck.
    Susan


  • Kethry
    December 17, 2005
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    Lots of sadness in this story. You wrote it well. I don't know that I'd have been able to write so briefly or well. Good luck in the contest.