What it’s all about:
Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each
week Lillie will post a one word
inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story
based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five
sentences, just use it for direction.
This is my 2nd entry which I don't usually do but when you have an idea, you just have to go with it. Hope you like this take on Medicine.
This is my 2nd entry which I don't usually do but when you have an idea, you just have to go with it. Hope you like this take on Medicine.
The bottle hadn’t been missed and Michael was surprised he
had managed to get his little hands on it; buried deep in the carpet bag of
mystery amongst items that wouldn’t fit through the door let alone in a carpet
bag!
It wasn’t an ordinary medicine; his was red and tasted of strawberry, his sister’s
came out green and tasted of lime cordial and the Nanny’s came out dark brown and tasted of rum and as she drank
it she muttered something about being ‘Practically Perfect’ of which she was, there was no doubt.
But she wasn’t so
perfect as to give Michael the medicine when he actually needed it; a tickly
throat from laughing too much whilst at the funniest tea party ever where he
learnt about a wooden leg named Smith.
But now it was all his and he unscrewed the golden cap, his
anticipation too much to bear at what flavour he was going to get from this
most magnificent liquid; medicine had never tasted so good or had been so exhilarating!
It was white and he instantly thought of fluffy marshmallow as
the spoon quickly disappeared into his eager mouth but he was sorely
disappointed as it was as bitter as lemon and as sticky as glue; his lips sealed
tight so he couldn’t spit it out as he was forced to swallow the all too familiar
taste of bitter medicine. . .
