Prompt: share your memories of a childhood story / song with this week’s prompt. See what you can do with just 100 words.
Ding! The elevator slows on approach. Three moms, six kids, and an elderly couple shuffle to exit. The elevator stops. The doors open.
Bang! The floor is covered in broken glass. A boy steps off.
Shouting: get down! A hand jerks the boy back. He drops his bear; it lands outside. A hand slams the “Close Door” button.
Ding! The boy cries. His mom hugs him, others hold tight: “shhh…just waiting for someone to clean up the mess.”
Shouting: All clear! No one moves yet.
Ding! The doors open to the bear and a mess of glass.
Specifics: 100 words of (mostly) non-fiction.
I haven’t thought about this moment in years, over a decade. I heard a snippet of a conversation in the office lobby on Monday that started the memory. The teddy bears in the picture sealed the delivery of the rapid fire images of that day. At the time, I wasn’t aware of how terrifying it was. Just waiting for someone to clean up the mess. The mess being a deranged man shooting up a pharmacy and every other business on the lobby level of a high-rise medical office building. I was in my twenties before I found out what really happened that day.
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