Street Art

This is another short story for the weekly prompt competition at Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, which runs from Monday to Monday on a weekly basis. Thank you so much for reading and enjoy!


It had been a long time since anyone had looked at me the way she was looking at me. Her green eyes were bright, free from accusation. There was no hatred there; there was no disgust or anger. There was only love.

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She leant down beside me, dirtying her fragile-looking skirts in my muck, but she didn’t seem to care. She leant down close – closer than anyone had in a good long while – and whispered,

“I think it’s beautiful.”

Tentative, she placed one hand about my cheek. My breath caught in my throat and I reached up to touch it, but, before I could, a sharp snap on the back of my head sent me reeling.

“She’s six years old, you creep!” shouted the girl’s mother, dragging her from my grasp.

I sighed, watching the girl as she bobbed helplessly away.

People were too quick to judge. They thought that, because I made street art, I was homeless, and because I missed human contact, I was – I shuddered.

People disgusted me.


Word Count: 170
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19 thoughts on “Street Art

  1. Moon says:

    Hmm. This is a timely piece ,society conditions our sense of judgement . While we would visit our neighbour’s home or play in the community park even without adult supervision , in our childhood , I can’t imagine leaving my daughter alone anywhere , except for her school , on account of rapidly increasing incidents of assaults and child abuse, here in my country . Same holds true of interactions with strangers .
    Nicely told, Emily .

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    • A Writer's Beginning says:

      Thanks, Moon! 🙂 You’re quite right – it’s very interesting how times have changed so much, although I think a part of it might be that there’s more awareness of incidents, too! Thanks so much for your lovely words.

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  2. kiwi says:

    It is so sad that it has come to this. Children are so natural and can bring so much joy to people. Everything is over protected these days. I fondly remember the day that we roamed around on the streets when we were small and never ever anything happened. Great story

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