Dear Friend
The school hallway seemed bigger now that each inch of it was not covered with students. Anne wondered if it might echo. Everything seemed desolate with no kids around. The water cooler was just a water cooler, not the giggly landmark where she'd met her best friend Una. There was always a line for water during breaks and to finish quickly Anne had turned on the tap to the max, a fountain had struck her in the jaw and the whole line had started laughing, all except Una, who had handed her a handkerchief.
That's how they met, and they just started hanging out together. Their two seats at the edge of the tree in the school garden, the same two cycle stands at the end of the row, the chairs in the middle of the classroom near the window. They had been inseparable, until now.
Anne couldn't believe that she had to leave. She wouldn't go for ice lollies with Una after school anymore, couldn't copy her homework, couldn't have endless pajama parties. She missed that smile already.
The school started to show signs of life as the janitor moved about the halls, Anne waited for Una. She didn't know what she would say to her to her or how she'll say anything to explain the situation. Maybe her mom had already called Una's mom, maybe she already knew.
The barrage of students dominated the halls and excitable chatter filled the building. Anne still couldn't see Una. Why wasn't she there?
Unless.
Anne went to her house and saw her. Dressed in black, crying her eyes out. Anne wanted to call out to her - I never thought of death, but I wanted to say good-bye and give you a handkerchief this time.
Life is short.
Such a sad story, but compelling nevertheless.
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This story that begins in a school corridor, with the symbolism of a handkerchief ends with the same element in an abrupt tragic twist.
We are left with the feeling of knowing some details....
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I know the feelings of Anne. That's perhaps the worst experience but I hope she comes out of this tragic end.
It was started with sweet friends. Unexpected meetings were found themselves comfortable with each other. A bond that could last forever but fate twisted and suddenly it happened. It feels like I want to know more but you filled my heart with so much sadness and that's enough.
Nice.
A sad story. When children have to deal with death it seems incomprehensible. And yet, it is a part of life, as is true in this story.
A sensitive portrayal of reality.
It is hard to lose someone dear to you.
Just hope she gets over it.
A nice piece
Interesting little story @diebitch, I like how you told us Una died without telling us Una died. Or hol' up, is it just me reading that meaning into it?
Hi @diebitch. This is a powerful little piece of flash fiction. We know something has happened to impact the two dear friends, and life will never be the same for them. You've capture that moment so well, as they are on the cusp of experiencing the repercussions from the incident.... But I do wish I knew what it was!
What a short sad story, I cried read it😥.