Theatre Kid

He was first in line when the box office reopened. It was a tradition he’d carried into adulthood. To begin with, he liked the front row but, once, he tried ballet and got showered in the dancers’ sweat. After that, he always sat somewhere in the middle.

Still, the atmosphere electrified him, an actor in his seat’s silent comfort. For, when the curtain went up…

…his body heaved under the weight of Eva Smith’s suffering…

…his heart screamed as Romeo (and so many others) vowed to defy the stars…

…his soul shivered with a thousand whispers of Salieri’s name…

This is my response to the Carrot Ranch Weekly Flash Fiction Challenge: exactly 99 words (excluding title), inspired by a given prompt.

From 16/7/20 to 21/7/20, the prompt is: ‘In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that expresses the phrase, “scream inside your heart”. Who is involved and why is the scream contained? Go where the prompt leads!’

To read more responses to this prompt (by a range of wonderful writers!), go to:

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5 thoughts on “Theatre Kid

  1. I love this love and can relate! Last year was the first time I ever had season tickets. They were for the large university theater in our small community, giving access to performances we wouldn’t typically get to see in a remote place. Thanks for joining us!

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