The Bench

The Bench

A Story by Undeadjem
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I wrote this in my Creative Writing class for our Flash Fiction assignment.

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I watched from five stories above, a wooden bench with iron components, slowing becoming obscured by the constant snow fall.
The bench, the “s” shaped cobble path, the rusted trash container, all vanished against the white environment. All forgotten until spring.
I assumed that they hung onto hope, for once spring came around, that maintenance would return and warm their cold bones right up.
I then realized that the surgeon had returned to bring news of my mother. I only hoped that she had return to reveal that the cancer was curable.

A year later, and I still wait for my bones to be warmed.

© 2015 Undeadjem


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I like this. I wonder if you could describe the iron components of the wooden bench more. I also wonder whether it would sound better if the next to the last paragraph started, "Then I realized....," rather then "I then realized...." I look forward to reading more of your fiction.

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Undeadjem

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your feedback!!! I agree with you with switching around 'then'. I think I would've enj.. read more



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I like this. I wonder if you could describe the iron components of the wooden bench more. I also wonder whether it would sound better if the next to the last paragraph started, "Then I realized....," rather then "I then realized...." I look forward to reading more of your fiction.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Undeadjem

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your feedback!!! I agree with you with switching around 'then'. I think I would've enj.. read more

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Added on October 24, 2014
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Tags: Snow, Bench, courtyard, cancer, mom, mother, sad, flash fiction, fiction

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Undeadjem
Undeadjem

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I graduated from high school with a 3.0 GPA in 2011. My job title(s), at the moment, are a Front-End Clerk at Rite Aid and an English Tutor in the Writing Center at the college I attend. I found my pa.. more..

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