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Prompts #65 Respect, #64 Inside and # 56 Model
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Challenge/Prompt: #65 Respect
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: No wonder the older people start generalizing all youngsters in being arrogant and without respect.

She shakes her head when she sees how these four boys are behaving. No wonder the older people start generalizing all youngsters in being arrogant and without respect and even destructive.
She sighs when she passes them. Wanting to be able to close her ears like she would close her eyes. Their yelling and music echoing loud across the streets.
Behind her she hears an older man mutter some curses under his breath while he eyes the youngsters suspiciously. If he could have, she thinks he might’ve smashed the iPod on the ground.
“Honest, respect should come from both sides.”



Challenge/Prompt: #56 Model
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Her words hurt him still.

“Why can't you be like your sister?”
His eyes open wide when he sees the accusing look of his mother. He doesn’t want to believe she means it. Sure, they’ve had their arguments, but he has always loved her. He had thought she did as well.
“You’re sister is so just so much better than you ever were. Why could you never be the model child she could look up to?”
His hands cover his ears while big hot tears escape his eyes.
“You are my angel. Don’t let her hurt you.”
His wife’s gentle lips kiss away his fears.




Challenge/Prompt: #64 Inside
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: People will never understand how she can keep on smiling.

Smiling she lets the wave of insults flow over her. Her eyes are closed. (Though that is no exception.)
Calmly she walks away from the others. She knows they will share ridicules and surprised looks behind her back. Wondering how she can take it all. How she can keep on smiling. How it is possible she doesn’t snap.
Yet inside she’s fuming. Inside she’s crying. Yet she refuses to let anyone see it. Except for the people she trusts. Except for the people she trains with.
A crazy laugh escapes her. She’s already looking forward to Kick-boxing training this evening.