Who are We?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
My first attempt at flash fiction, writing for a contest to write a flash fiction based on the given picture.

Submitted: March 11, 2017

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Submitted: March 11, 2017



Ryan watched mesmerized as the girl in a short floral dress hopped barefoot over the rocks by the sea.


Who was she?


Pleasant and fearless as she was, he felt an unnamed force pulling him towards her.


There was no other soul. No footwear around. No purse, no cell phone, nothing.


Where did she come from? Would it be rude to ask?


He couldn't dwell much on the dilemma as she swirled around to face him.


'H..Hi, I am Ryan. May I know your name?'


A lovely smile appeared on her lips. 'Do you write?'


Ryan was startled. 'Sometimes...'


She laughed. 'Then you can call me anything you like.'


Puzzled, he watched her kicking pebbles with her toe.


‘You see, I am a fictional character. Mere imagination! Where I come from... that depends on the author. I could be a fortunate fairy about to fly off or I could be a doomed damsel about to be swept away. Isn’t that wonderful?’


‘How do you know you are a fiction? I mean, you look just like me.’

She laughed again. ‘I may. How do you know you are real and not a fiction? And what’s the difference anyway?’

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