She sat, watching the world around her getting older, her included. It had been a rather tough day and she disliked what ageing did to her.
I may be wiser, she thought, but I feel like I’m on my last few breaths before I leave this world again. I don’t want to go, but know it is time to move on.
As she sat back to take in the last sight of the world she loved, a door behind her opened and slammed loudly.
“Move over, Saturday. The day of rest has arrived. See you in a week’s time.”
Written in response to the 99-word flash fiction challenge with the theme of ‘growing older’, hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch.
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45 thoughts on “Growing Older”
Nice post, everybody will leave this world, but leave behind the attitude and character. That’s why be kind with the people, because people will remember any person from his attitude. Stay Blessed.
Yes, I agree. My grandmother always told me to “Treat others how you would like them to treat you.”
So good Hugh! Very clever
Thank you, Sam.
Ha! What an imagination you have, Hugh — giving Saturday her spotlight in aging.
She insisted I write about it, Charlie. Thanks so much.
“Move over, Saturday.” Great line!!
Glad you like it, Aimer. 😀
Very nice, clever.
Great ending! I’d also pick Friday, everyone loves Fridays! We have a joke at work that Thursday is Friday Jr. thanks for a quick morning read!
At my last job, we always had a saying that Thursday was the new Friday. 😀
Well done, Hugh! And, there’s a happy ending. It’s so nice, to leave and come back – refreshed! As a Saturday or any other day. Every morning we wake up, we smile at what lies ahead today. 🙂
Yes, a happy ending from me for a change, Liesbet. Best of all, I had no desire to make it a sad or horrible ending. My brain must have been in ‘Saturday’ gear when I wrote it. 😀
Just so clever! ❤
Thank you, Debby. I always try and think ‘out of the box’ where I can. 😀
A clever take as always, Hugh. You’re amazing.
Thank you, Diana. Glad you enjoyed my bit of humour. 😀
Haha, I love it! But thank God, Saturday doesn’t really die but only takes a break 😄
But does the same Saturday keep returning, Erika? If it did, wouldn’t Saturday always be the same? 🤔
I know what you mean… and I have to say that sometimes it appears that way by all the stuff I have to get done on a Saturday on a regular basis…. haha!
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
Really enjoyed this, so funny..
Thank you, and thanks so much for reblogging the post and sharing it with your readers. It makes a change for me to write a happy/funny ending. 😀
Not many of those around these days, in fiction or out of it, so It made a refreshing change…
A clever take on the prompt, Hugh.
Thank you, Robbie.
Good, creative take.
Thank you, Chelsea.
I knew something was up when I read ‘leave this world again’, but the ending was still unexpected.
Good to hear, Teri. I do leave clues, but am happiest when readers don’t spot them. 😀
Good one, Hugh.
A creative take, Hugh. The ending was totally unexpected. Every week must be like deja vu to them. 🙂
Thanks, Norah. I based this piece on a short story from my first short story collection. Yes, I guess every week must be like deja vu, 😀but I guess as the days of the week cover the whole of our planet, they must see so much every time they visit. I wonder which day of the week we’d all like to be? I think I’d like to be ‘Friday.’
I wonder. Maybe Friday would be like almost getting to the weekend, but never getting there. 🙂
I quite like that ‘Friday’ feeling, though, Norah. I may now be retired, but I still get it every Friday afternoon.
I know what you mean. I do too. 🙂
Beautifully poignant Hugh!
Thanks, Ritu. 😀
What a wonderful last line. So caught me by surprise. Well done, Hugh.
That’s music to my ear, Kelvin. Thank you so much.