Fenced in or Locked out? Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Photography by J Hardy Carroll

 

Everywhere we look there are fences, telling us to stay away or at least so I thought until I met a little boy, who wasn’t allowed to come out. He was fenced in; his parents didn’t want him to play with us.

We, the farm kids, were not good enough; he was supposed to mingle with his own kind.

That day we talked. He admired us, he wanted to join us but was forced to stay and watch; he felt lonely.

Fences and walls often have two sides, a pretty one, and an ugly, hidden one.

Which is which?

(Word Count: 99)


Friday Fictioneers are held by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Every week she gives us a new picture and hopes that our imagination will run wild and we are eager not to disappoint. It is a fun challenge. Thanks, Rochelle!

I am tired of walls, fences, and barricades, in case you can’t tell. 🙂

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31 thoughts on “Fenced in or Locked out? Friday Fictioneers

  1. You did a great job of highlighting that there are more kinds of fences than just physical ones. In this case, there was also the social one … a fence I would say is more restrictive and difficult to cross.

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