I have been gone for ages and as I draw closer to that wooden bridge, my thoughts race along with the increase of my pulse.
Would you still accept me as I am? I wonder. My limbs torn up from shrapnel’s of an explosion; my sights no longer what they used to be, but still as bright within my heart. As we slowly trundle past the bridge, the sound of the waterfalls are melancholic melody to my ears.
They wring vivid memories which had kept me warm during the dark days. Of carefree laughs and frolics under the spray of the fall. Of long walks and whispered dreams.
Scott’s unmistakable excited barks and your rum whiskey tones, float to me.
I am home.
In response to the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Prompt flash fiction
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Image credit: Etol Bagam

Welcome to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Wrtiers! We are happy you have joined our little challenge and hope you will continue.
I love your story. I can only imagine what it must be like to come home from war. I think your story has touched that excellently.
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Thank you for the warm welcome. I hope to continue too. I am glad you took time to read it as well. Regards
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I enjoyed it. It was very good. Happy you participated with us.
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Its a good crowd to be in 🙂
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Thank you for that!
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This is beautiful, and deep! Have you ever authored a book before? Would you?
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I have so many book thoughts running riot in my head, but I am trying to do it bit by bit. Working on a book right now, however, balancing all acts plus family life makes it a slow journey.
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Well, you know what they say, slow and steady wins the race. I will most definitely purchase and read your first publication as I am sure it will be a good one.
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You got it right. It is a marathon and not a sprint, and I do hope it turns out good.
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From the look of the writings on your blog, you have nothing to worry about. 🙂
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Aww! That’s so sweet. Thank you Tasha.
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You’re most certainly welcome!
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Sounds like a serene and beautiful place for your main character. Good job
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Thank you for taking the time to read. I appreciate it.
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I enjoyed reading your story it is well written.
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Thank you Donna for taking the time to read it. Very much appreciated.
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Lovely take on this prompt Jacqueline, and welcome to this prompt, excellent first effort.
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Wow! Such endearing welcome. Thank you for reading. Sincere regards.
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You are most welcome.
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The fear of not being accepted by those we love, and the fear of becoming a burden – they chase us through our lives.
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True that. We fight to get validated and fear not being accepted. That is really a main driver in our lives which can either uphold us, or make us veer off a cliff in frustration; I prefer the uphold part anyway 🙂
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Optimistic to the end 🙂
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Yup. We should never give up, even till the last moment 🙂
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This really got to me. Beautiful indeed :’)
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You make my heart happy with you eloquent praise. I appreciate.
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It can never be easy returning from war, especially with disfiguring injuries.The fear of being rejected by those you love because of such disfigurements must be hard to bear. And no one wants to be depedent on others for the rest of their lives. You showed all this well in your story.
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Thank you so kindly Millie. That was my thought as well when writing. I guess they go through very heart wrenching times trying to adjust to their new normal. I appreciate your taking the time to read.
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I enjoyed reading it. 🙂
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I hope his homecoming is everything he hopes it to be. You capture his sense of apprehension and his longing for home as he remembers it really well. Good story. Welcome to the challenge. 🙂
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Thank you so kindly.
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