Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo. For those who wish to use InLink to link their story to SPF, use the “Click Here to Enter” icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. An alternative to InLink is to leave a pingback in the comments below.
Today, I want to do something a bit different. This week marks my one-year anniversary of hosting Sunday Photo Fiction. The year has had it challenges, but seeing the stories posted here and hearing how much joy this site brings makes it all worthwhile. To honor the occasion, I searched the archives of SPF founder Al Forbes (A Mixed Bag) and chose the photo that first brought me here. Thanks to Al for starting this amazing forum and to all you loyal followers and writers.
“For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can.” ~ Ernest Hemmingway
The wooden dragon.
Samuel was nine but small for his age. He had been born at six and a half month of pregnancy and had to be kept in intensive care in hospital for a long time, six weeks to be exact. His parents were not well off, they had to struggled to meet the hospital bills. There was another complication that stood in his way. He had a congenital abnormality of heart which needed another surgery when he would turn ten. All these factors made him a withdrawn child. He had just one friend, Mary, a kid his age and she lived in the house next door.
Mary was kind hearted girl. She wanted Samuel to make friends with other kids in the neighborhood but he was too shy and his mother didn’t want him to over exert himself and was happy that a gentle soul like Mary had befriended him. On his tenth birthday, Mary got him a wooden dragon as a present. It had wings and could open and close its mouth as well as flapping its wings. Samuel was over the moon. He never had such an amazing toy. He cherished it and would take it everywhere with him. When he had to go to the hospital, he made his mom promise that she will bring him his dragon as soon as he was allowed to have toys in the hospital.
The surgery was long and complicated. Mary anxiously waited for the news from Samuel’s mom. It was the next day that she caught sight of his mom leaving home. She ran to her and was instantly cheered when she saw her holding the dragon. The operation went well and Samuel was asking for his wooden dragon.
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