“However hard life is for you. Spare a thought for the homeless.”
I wrote this story in answer to the following prompt:
Friday Fictioneers – Write a 100-word story based on the Photo Prompt image above by PHOTO PROMPT© Na’ama Yehuda תודה חברה שלי
Gerald trudged through fresh snowfall in the park. His fingertips, blue with cold, clasped a slivery-pink bauble.
Arriving at his tent, he smiled through missing teeth while hanging the trinket on a branch.
He remembered a childhood of wonderful Christmases while watching it sway on the icy breeze. A tear froze on his cheek as loneliness crushed his spirit.
His only friends were at the soup kitchen. He had no family.
Gerald wrapped himself in his ragged sleeping bag and lay shivering.
He froze to death that night while smiling through memories of good times.
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