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FF – Building Fences

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Brenda Cox.

Copyright Brenda Cox

I used to play wiv da kids across da street. But den deir parents tried to take our stuff an’ break our houses. So our parents built a big fence. Now I can’t play wiv dem any more. An’ dey is nasty now too. Dey grabbed my teddy bear Mr Fluffles through da fence and dey kicked him aroun’. I can’t reach him. He looks lonely. Dey won’t give him back. Poor Mr Fluffles.

I hope our parents can make up soon.

It cold tonight. Mr Fluffles doesn’t have any heating. I hope Mr Fluffles is okay.

  1. March 17, 2022 at 3:32 pm

    A fitting comment on our times


    • March 17, 2022 at 4:33 pm

      Thanks – that’s what I was going for.


  2. March 17, 2022 at 4:40 pm

    A never-ending scenario. 😦


  3. March 17, 2022 at 5:39 pm

    society has become so divisive nowadays. welcome to the new reality.


  4. March 17, 2022 at 8:16 pm

    This is so innocent in many ways, if only adults were not such fools.


  5. March 17, 2022 at 8:27 pm

    I hope he is, too. I think perhaps the fairies will bring him a leaf blanket and will sprinkle some fairy dust about him, to keep him nice and warm.


  6. March 17, 2022 at 10:26 pm

    The innocents losing out while those with the power play games.


  7. March 18, 2022 at 12:41 am

    Kids bully each other. I don’t think this is something brand new in our modern world. There are two kinds of kids: the bullies and the bullied. Most of the people I know were the bullied. But we grew up so now, we are only bullied by our own governments.


    • March 18, 2022 at 2:20 pm

      Yes, those Russians, sorry I mean “bullies” of course, are quite nasty.


  8. March 18, 2022 at 5:08 am

    Maybe Mr. Fluffles is a Trojan Horse 😅😈
    I hope the kids don’t grow to be like their parents and keep this cycle perpetuating 😩


    • March 18, 2022 at 2:25 pm

      Ha, yes! He’s on a mission 🙂
      I hope they don’t too. It can take generations to break the cycle 😦

      Liked by 1 person

  9. March 18, 2022 at 1:21 pm

    Yep, always the innocent who suffer.


  10. March 18, 2022 at 6:36 pm

    He’s caught between a rock and a hard place. I hope it builds strength in him instead of breaking him. It can go either way. The dialect you used makes his story all the more poignant.


    • March 20, 2022 at 6:18 am

      While the “parents” fight, the resolve of the people does seem to be hardening.

      Liked by 1 person

  11. March 19, 2022 at 2:00 am

    Very uplifting story 🙂 Nice.


  12. March 19, 2022 at 5:34 pm

    A hard story to read, for the sadness it conveys. The voice you chose conveys the naivety of the sentiments – but, my goodness, we need more of that naivety, more of the ability to see the good in people. The contemporary playing out of this story in Ukraine is a tragedy for all concerned, including the Russian conscripts. A fine piece of writing, Ali


    • March 20, 2022 at 6:20 am

      Thanks! I’m glad you saw I was trying to convey the current war, sorry, “special military operation” without actually mentioning it.


  13. March 19, 2022 at 8:45 pm

    I love this. A story of the hatred and violence of today told with the understanding and voice of an innocent child. It made me feel sad and that’s good. Excellent!


    • March 20, 2022 at 6:21 am

      Thanks 🙂 I was hoping to evoke sadness. That seems a bit mean of me, now I write it “out loud” 😮


  14. March 20, 2022 at 4:17 am

    The voice of innocence describes the hatred and divisiveness of the adult world and we see how childish such behaviour really is. I hope the child can hold onto his innocence as he grows up – but somehow I doubt it. The hatred seems to be contagious.


    • March 20, 2022 at 6:21 am

      Sometimes I think children (actual children, not adults acting like children) should be ruling the world…

      Liked by 1 person

  15. March 20, 2022 at 12:43 pm

    Dear Ali,

    So much said through the child’s voice. It’s sad when parents teach their children how to hate. I hope he can retrieve Mr. Fluffles. Very well done.




    • March 22, 2022 at 6:35 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      Yes, I keep hoping we’ll “evolve” away from all that, but not if parents pass it on.


  16. March 20, 2022 at 10:47 pm

    I don’t think I’ve ever felt so bad for a teddy bear. Powerful imagery.


  17. March 21, 2022 at 8:00 am

    That was a sad story, Draliman, poor kids and poor mr Fluffles 😦 Extra Pawkiss🐾😽💞


  18. March 21, 2022 at 7:27 pm

    The voice comes through loud and clear … sadness.


  19. Lyn
    March 29, 2022 at 6:02 am

    Oh poor Mr Fluffles. That made me sad. No one should be alone – not even a teddy bear.


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