February 11, 2022 – jaquintinwriter

prompt word: redemption

Near closing time an unkempt older man entered the local can

redemption center store carrying twenty-count super strength

multi-purpose garbage bags chock full of discarded semi-dirty

soda bottles, beer cans and plenty of germs.

Immediately upon spotting the semi-drunk character, the

clerk’s facial smile turned upside down, a new look, a frown

and toute de suite he played quite the disappearing act via

removing himself in record time from the front counter to the

storage room out back in hopes the man would become a

bit befuddled, imagine he’d seen a ghost and run for the hills.

Unfortunate for the clerk, who’d cashed out the drawer early,

his plan backfired when the man started screaming obscenities.

The redemption center walls shook from the sound waves, as

emissions from the unkempt man’s mouth bounced off every

inch of the building’s concrete walls.

Who’d have thought a human’s vocal tone could roar like a lion

or high-powered engine.

It was time for the clerk to place a fake smile on his face, return

to the counter and deal with the situation since the realization

set in the man wasn’t about to leave the premises without a ward

of cash.

This week’s challenge ~ write a story in 99 words ‘exact’ . . .
Inclusive ‘anxiety’ – who has it – what is source – any conflict – how

to use it beneficially

A child of an undiagnosed mother with mental issues faces a huge

hurdle to overcome a life void of love and move forward in a positive

manner and create the opposite of a dysfunctional lifestyle.

In all aspects I did my ultimate best NOT to follow in her footsteps.

At age twenty-one I gave birth to a stillborn son (already deceased

two weeks) due to RH Negative blood factor.

The unbelievable aftermath, a major reason for seeking counseling,

would follow me and replay again with death of another child and

divorce.

Believe me ‘anxiety,’ real – no laughing matter.

Day: February 11, 2022