February 22, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a unicorn. It can be realistic or fantastical. Go where the prompt leads.
All that was left of her was a tattered stuffed unicorn. Much like that unicorn, my child was almost like a myth to me now. My former life seems as if it had floated away in the wind only leaving small remnants behind. They don’t tell you that when you lose all custody, it feels as if they have died or maybe even never existed as time goes by.
Maybe if I had realized that, I wouldn’t have injected such poison into my life. Now I am left with the scars of my choices and a tattered stuffed unicorn. (99 words)
5 responses to “Flash Fiction: Unicorn”
This is dark, but I’m drawn to it. You really took it there!
A sad realization. You set the tone well with the image of a left-behind tattered stuffed unicorn.
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😦 This was a great take on a prompt. Very sad though, but very good.
So sad 😦