Flash Fiction #29

Messy Yard

 

 

 

 

 

 

Teenage Wasteland

Halfway down the hill was a small clearing, set like a saucer.  The local parents knew of it because most of them had been there in their teens, to puff a prohibited cigarette, or for a bit of necking and furtive fumbling.

Nowadays, parents and police alike, wondered what the town’s teens were doing up there, but the trees still grew thick.

Last week, a torrential downpour had spilled water over the edge, causing a minor flood and scouring out the dell.

Now the evidence lay in plain sight at the base.  Not exactly Sodom and Gomorra.  What to do??!

 

Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story

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18 thoughts on “Flash Fiction #29

  1. Paul says:

    Fun post Archon – really makes the reader want to hear more.

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    • Archon's Den says:

      I was born and raised in a tourist town on Lake Huron. During my teens I discovered several of these hidden party-places. In the late ’50s/early ’60s, the recovered artifacts were fairly benign – cold campfire coals, cigarette butts, a few beer bottles. Back then, kids weren’t ‘doing drugs”, or drinking whiskey, or even worse, wine! That was for ‘drunken Indians!’

      I took my girlfriend to a quiet retreat in the bush, and she discovered a bra, hanging from a branch, that wasn’t there when I first found the place, and decided that we weren’t staying. There were no used condoms, because young unmarried people weren’t allowed to buy them. They were difficult enough for married adults to obtain.

      And so, a paean to ‘the good old days’ as opposed to the enlightened present. 😯

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  2. Dear Archon,

    You left me wondering what happened here and wanting to know more.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. aFrankAngle says:

    Very good … but with a title like that, it could end with a song like this … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YN-MUx6dg6w … of course I prefer this version because of its uniqueness …

    PS: Thanks for the pics … will respond via email … and hey … my holiday party is this weekend … it starts at 3 AM … so I imagine you’ll be up and around.

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  4. draliman says:

    I wonder what was really going on there? Kids will always find some “secret” place to indulge in pastimes parents would frown upon!

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  5. Zenith says:

    I love the language you use, can’t even explain why but it just flows with me.

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  6. Archon, I’m just glad my kids aren’t that age any more. I don’t want to know what was going on in that spot. My son went to a party once where the kids parents were away and they got into the alcohol. My son ran all the way home scared and slammed the door behind him. Well written. — Susan

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    • Archon's Den says:

      It was written from experience – others’, not mine
      You have a wise son. I managed to get my two kids past this stage without serious damage, and the daughter has raised a wise son. Any great-grandchildren will be someone else’s worry. 🙂

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  7. Nice image: “…small clearing, set like a saucer..”

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