Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

A quote: “The moment the idea is admitted into society that property is not as sacred as the law of God, and that there is not a force of law and public justice to protect it, anarchy and tyranny commence.” ~~ John Adams

I’ll start with a story …

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I showed the note to the shift boss, but he made me finish before leaving.

“He’s dead. There’s no hurry.” He snapped.

Dad had been sick, but the block captain wouldn’t allow me to stay with him. By the time I got to his Justice Quarters, he was gone. So was everything else.

I wasn’t surprised. The State “loaned” everything by utility. Death just meant everything went to someone who could use it. I was no more special than anyone else.

While the room was empty, his hidey space was not.

I filled my pockets and set to leave. Everything.

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Now, it’s your turn.
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3 Comments
  • GWB says:

    Oh look! It’s 0bama!
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    I’ll see if I can come up with another 95 words later.

  • Cameron says:

    I’d swear that members of my family can be worse than vultures. The house had pretty much been picked clean of everything of perceived value. When I made it to his office, the chair was all that was left for me.

    But that was fine. I found the envelope underneath that was still taped to the chair, the color of the paper blending in perfectly. I tore it open and found a deed for some property where his wealth really was. And along with the deed was a key and a small piece of paper that said “It’s all yours.”

  • Smedley says:

    The call came late at night. The Secretary of Equality’s trip was being delayed by a problem with his aircraft. A police car picked me up and rushed me to the hangar. I boarded the aircraft and saw the Secretary, his deputy, and several young and attractive women, who I assumed were members of his staff. The problem was minor and quickly fixed. As I waited for the bus to take my back to my communal flat, the plane departed for its tropical destination. I smiled knowing I helped in a small way to ensure the world stayed egalitarian.

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