Silent misery fills my eyes, tinsel tracks of tears glitter on my cheeks. I can’t breathe, I can’t move; my youthful faith has burst, a glass bauble shattered on a cold hearth. Betrayal, that wintery violator of confidence, freezes my trust, freezes my very capacity to trust.
A garland of lies has decorated my most cherished moments; beloved memories were simply gifts of deception.
Santa Claus is just Daddy in a suit!
Just having some seasonal flash fiction fun with the latest Five Sentence Fiction from Lillie McFerrin’s Blog. The prompt word was ‘Trust’ and I thought I might just take a look at ‘that moment’ – the instant where a child realises their parents have lied to them for the last five-to-eight years…
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Let me know what you thought 🙂