Space (A Fifty Words Story)
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At first, he invaded my body, filling me with his life.
Then he invaded my heart, filling me with his love
After he invaded my mind, filling me with worry.
Now, all he ever speaks of is more space.
My seventeen year old son wants space from his mother.
This is my entry for the Fifty-word challenge by @jayna
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You've caught that in fifty words alright, that's for sure...
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Thanks a lot
Nice use if fifty words. So much emotions in so little words.
Thanks a lot. Now that I think about it, I could have added something to it. I'm talking about wanting to close the space. Like, probably when he's fifty, he begins to yearn to be close to his mother and all. @enjar gave me the idea in his comment below
But then, it's good
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It's good and real, it reminded me that I really don't treat my mother as I should. I think this story could be better worded at the end.
Hmmm... I feel it should be different but, I don't know... maybe like this?
I'm not English native so I'm probably wrong...
No no no
You're alternative is good, even better than mine. While I was writing it, I knew it could be better; I just wasn't in the mood at the time.
And yes, we boys are like that. I've not seen my mum this year. She calls a lot you know (using other people's phones). Sometimes I think about her and tears console me.
Unfortunately, I can't call her as she doesn't have a cell phone.
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Ah freedom and wanting even more space than you have! It is always so strange in life how you go from not having much space to yourself to wanting all you can. Then back down to not wanting to have much again.
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I guess boys will be boys. At some point our mums are everything. And then, as we grow up, we want to do some things and we don't want our mums looking over our shoulders.
I guess growing up helps to impart wisdom, you know. At the end of the day, you realise that she had always cared and will always care. Then you realize that only few people cold ever love you as your mother does so you begin to slowly return to her.
Argh, I'm saying too much
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Boom! Great job again @iamthegray Really well done..
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Your comment makes me feel fly
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Very well done! And... would you believe I have two (almost) 17 year olds? Yeah, the whole scenario changes as they grow!
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Thanks for the compliment
About 17 years old... I just choose the number at random (or maybe that was when I fully rebelled). How's it going for you? Well, sometimes you don't value what you have until you try another (as in my case)
Blessings to you and your family
I do have three kids total, but the third one is older, in college. It's going well, actually. They're all great kids!
That's supper cool!!!
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Clever use of the prompt, and I like the message here and the little guilt trip at the end. Good job!
Thanks a lot
And thanks for coming around
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