Youthful Rebellion

Her pink suitcase was overflowing with “necessities.” A panda bear, a blanket, her toothbrush. Tiny hands struggled to latch the cheap plastic piece of luggage.

“I’M LEAVING!” she screamed. 

“Okay, honey,” her mother replied, not evening looking up from her book. “We will see you soon.”

“No! I’m leaving FOREVER!” stomping her foot, furious they didn’t care.

Slamming the door, she stormed out of the house and up the street.

She made it one block before turning back; fear overpowering rage at not being allowed to go to the sleepover.

“I’m sorry,” she cried, enveloped in her mother’s arms.

This blog post is part of Charli Mill’s Flash Fiction Challenge issued by Carrot Ranch CommunicationsJanuary 6, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a rebellion. Is it one a character fights for or is it one another suppresses? Explore what makes a rebellion, pros or cons. Use past or current rebellions as inspiration or make up one of your own.


15 thoughts on “Youthful Rebellion

  1. I thought about it but was never brave enough to leave, even for just one block! Youthful rebellion is a common theme in response to this challenge. I used it myself! Well done with yours!

      1. Nope. I still live in the dark, musty basement. Typing away at my stories while my mother does my laundry, makes me pancakes, all while chugging black coffee 24/7, red eyed in my mania 😉

  2. omg – this triggered REALLY OLD memories … me as a 5-year-old running away from home. I made it 2 blocks before my older sister caught up with me. She had been sent by my mom to retrieve me after watching me round the corner. I pouted until the next day 🙂

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