Mirror Of Hope #flashfiction

January 14, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about dressing up. It can be a child or another character. Be playful or go where the prompt leads!


Mirror Of Hope – by Hugh W. Roberts

Despite the bruises, Andrew admired himself in the mirror. A princess looked back at him.

“Don’t forget your shoes.”

The red high heeled shoes, although too big, complemented his mother’s burgundy dress he had on.

“You’re pretty,” remarked the princess.

The faint noise of his father’s car’s unexpected arrival caused panic in Andrew and the princess.

“Hide behind me,” yelled the princess, “before he beats you again.”

Crouching behind the mirror, he tried making himself invisible.

As the smell of alcohol and the unbuckling of his father’s belt reached him, tears made their escape down the young boy’s face.

Image credit: Charli Mills

Written for the 99-word flash fiction challenge hosted by Charli Mills at the Carrot Ranch. Click here to join in.

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46 thoughts

      1. Some people are wicked, Hugh, and I guess that is not going to change on a wholesale scale. Individuals may change. Even acceptance may change, violence remains. I wish it was different.

  1. I knew as I stepped over your threshold, somthing remarkable was about to be read. Words, the correctly placed and emotionally laden words can still have the power to make me gasp. You literally took my breath away. Xxx

  2. How many children have these experiences? More than we’ll ever know. This simple, yet powerful story (or truth?) is perhaps reality for many, Hugh. I remember my little brother always wore an old towel around his neck like a superhero cape. However he mostly wore it in front and told us it had just slipped. It wasn’t until years later as an adult that he admitted he wore it that way on purpose. We all just need to be who we know we are.

    1. Sadly, it’s a reality that many don’t want to talk about, Terri. And even when it does come out in the open, there is still an ’embarrassment’ about what is being discussed. It should never be like that.

      Your younger brother’s story is one that, somewhere, will be being played out today. I believe that talking and writing about it goes some way to help those who suffer at others’ hands. Thank you for sharing your brother’s story with us.

      1. And that gets topped by the fact that that human is supposed to take care and protect the other one. I will never understand how they can live with what they have done.

    1. It’s a tough and challenging subject to write about, Aimer. The 99-word limit challenged me even more. But I’m pleased with how I used all those words to get Andrew’s story over.

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