Fiction: Forgotten

 

 

Five sentence fiction: Forgotten

When Mark heard about “Dodo birds”, he wanted to find some pictures and was eager to know why they were extinct.

He found out they were once found in the Island of Mauritius and were birds that were unable to fly.

He gathered some information about their height, they were one metre or ( about 3.3 feet) tall , they were hunted by Dutch sailors and were killed by animal predators, their eggs were eaten by these terrible creatures.

Mark found pictures of these birds and had a very attractive album of these birds that were no longer alive, every day he looked at his collection and felt proud at least in his world they were not forgotten.

He proudly displayed his dodo album in the school auditorium, everyone congratulated him for a job well done, it made him happy to see his hard work was appreciated!

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DP Daily Prompt: Cut Off

When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

It was a while ago, my mother went to the village to see her sister-in-law, although my eldest brother and his wife were there, I felt uncomfortable and lonely. My brother had just married, and he was one of those men who was always ready to scold us whenever his new bride complained against us.

During this time my aunt(Mom’s youngest sister) came for a visit with her children and uncle also came. Mom left us a servant who she thought would help us. I hate to say it he was dumber than dumb. All he would do whenever I asked him to do something he’d  find a room and fall asleep. My aunt I’m not sure if she ever did any house work, she was a housewife lacking the skills of being one.

It was just me fourteen years old taking care of cooking, even gave a bath to her infant daughter, aunt would sit around and gab. those were the times I missed my mom and dad, I felt lonely I worked day in and day out but never heard a single “Thank You”. My mom was visiting her brother and his wife and dad died when I was twelve. I never had a soul to talk to. my younger siblings were scared of big brother so they kept out of sight.

Those were the kind of days I wished no one should face!

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