I look(1) at the patient and notice(1) she’s cyanosing(2). I check her pulse, which is very faint(5). I tell my colleague in a whispering)3) voice: “Please get the doc. I don’t know what happened, but she has to come through.” I lovingly(4) stroke her arm. Despite being a nurse, I can’t act. I can’t imagine my own daughter is in such a feeble(5) condition.
This piece of flash fiction was written for MindloveMisery’s Menagerie’s Saturday Mix for this week, which was Same Same But Different. The challenge is to write about the five words provided, but not use them. The words were: see, blue, soft, kind and weak.
I saw that many participants used synonyms for “blue” such as “sad” and “moody”. For me though, immediately, words that convey the color blue came to mind.
Obviously, this piece is entirely the product of my own imagination. I have absolutely no idea whether there’s any realism about this tale, but I loved trying to come up with it.
You did really good, it sounds quite real!
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Oh, I’m so glad. Thanks for the compliment.
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Powerful for such a short bit of writing. Well done you! #MMBC
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Thank you so much. I like to write ultrashort pieces.
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This makes me want to read the rest of the story!
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I understand. Thanks! Unfortunately, I’m not really good with full-length stories.
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That was great, Astrid! I loved it! ❤
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I am so glad you did. 🙂
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