Green eyed

Five years old:

“Jay can Gideon have a turn with your airplane?”


“It’s kind to share and …”


Gideon looked on with soulful eyes. Not a tint of green was seen.

Ten years old:

“Hey, pass me the ball.”

Steven passed to Matthew. Matthew passed it to Andrew.

Gideon ran around ignored, his eyes enlarged. Pupils tinted green like the field.

Fifteen years old:

Thomas sat tied to the goal post in his underwear.

His cigarettes and trousers swung from another’s shoulder.

They had ignored him but not anymore.

Green was a nice colour.

Photo prompt from Brenda Cox

Thank you Rochelle for hosting the writing event Friday fictiooneers. The rule is to write a 100 word piece in response to the provided picture. Please click the link to visit Rochelle’s blog. It will be worth your while. And click this link to read other stories and write ups.


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