Prince tried to ignore the snickers of the other kids. His gait was ungainly – toes pointed inwards and knees rubbing against each other. The court was not his domain.
Mom made him come here because Proud, his brother, did. The difference was that Proud was a varsity player, and Prince had no athletic prowess.
Today he couldn’t handle it, though. Prince ran towards the stairs. Jeers followed him.
His feet landed clumsily on the top stair, and he fell.
The jeers turned to laughter.
Proud stopped at the top. No movement could be seen.
Then the laughter turned to screams.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing challenge. The creator lady, Rochelle, chooses an image every Wednesday. With that image, you are given 100 words to tell a story from start to finish. This is my second week doing it, and I’m already loving the community. Rochelle runs it well, and never misses a single story, that I can tell. Nothing better than getting some feedback from other writers! Definitely come give it a try! It’s so much fun coming up with something different each week. 🙂