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My uncle Bob was one of a kind. He was different in his own way, just like me. Probably that’s why we got along so well.
“We have just one life, darling. We might as well as sparkle”, he used to say.
He liked shiny things. He used to dress in bright colors and wore matching earrings. He was a happy person, positive and always smiling. But, the family hated him. Maybe they were not used to seeing so much happiness on one person.
When I got home with his remains, I was not surprised to see the ash sparkling.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 14th July 2017.
I thing its more of being jealous.. most people are jealous of seeing others happy ..
ReplyDeleteI love bling too :)
Bikram's
Definitely! Bling rocks :)
DeleteSome people can't stand other people being happy especially when they are different. Good one, this.
ReplyDeleteSo true. Thanks, Naba.
DeleteWell, I think he sounded delightful! Bling it on Bob!
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Bling it on. Oh yeah!
DeleteInnovative and a real bubbling with life read. Great.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteBob was obviously a great character and much loved by your narrator - a great portrait of a strong and resilient soul.
ReplyDeleteYes, he was.
DeleteEnjoyed the read, thank you
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome! Thanks you :)
DeleteSuperb fiction. I love your uncle. People could not digest more happiness. So they vomit it sometimes.
ReplyDeleteTrue. People just can't stand to see others happy.
DeleteOh, this is too, too much fun! I love the sparkling Uncle. Kudos.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Alicia :)
DeleteLovely take on the prompt
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Thank you Mrs. Dash.
DeleteI love the way you play with the characters.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteHahhahahah, loved Uncle Bob, and this delightful story!
ReplyDeleteWe all need to find our own happiness, irrespective of what people think.
We sure do. Thanks for reading, Mayuri :)
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