copyright – Indira by way of Scott Vanatter
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Here’s my story…
Hearing the sing-song tune echoing between the houses I ran. Phil was faster. He had perfect legs. I don’t know which was louder, the ice cream truck’s music or the squeak of the steel braces. Phil was across the street in a flash. I jerked along, slapping my correctional shoes off the curb to the pavement.
Phil screamed at me.
I looked up, the slow moving vehicle triangle flying towards me at break-neck speed…
The braces saved my legs, wedging between the wheel and my legs. Too bad I didn’t have a brace for my skull.
Braided Stars 
Ouch! I am guessing she lived?
Scott
Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/06/26/friday-fictioneers-6282013-transition-genre-fiction-rated-pg13/
Not sure… maybe it’s her ghost writing.
Since she’s writing/telling this, I guess survived, but if her skull was crushed, how is she telling the story? Curiouser and curiouser.
janet
All for the reader to decide
Sad one. Well done.
a tragic tale
Tough tale! Hope she had a thick skull …
Cool tale, brutal but well done.
Ouch indeed!
Nicely done, and my vote is for her telling it from the grave, her smartassery apparently having survived =)
yes, it did, didn’t it! When you’re running in steel braces, it pays to have an attitude!
I’m thinking the ‘skull’ referance is more to hurt pride, embarassment of not paying attention.
I like your approach. Braces can be replaced. I hope she got some ice cream! 🙂
Nope, it was literal.
Ouch. Very well set up for the impact.
Dear Buffy,
My take is that she’s telling her story from the Great Beyond. Graphic and frightening.
shalom,
Rochelle
I remember trying to run on braces. I also remember falling off a few curbs in the process. I used to chase my dearly beloved Phil to ice cream truck, too…. combining memories and throwing in a little drama makes for great fiction!
A crushed skull. That would hurt.