Submitted for Sunday Photo Fiction
The Assignment: The idea of Photo Fiction is write a story of around 100-200 words (which is also called Flash Fiction) based on a photo as a prompt. In this particular photo fiction, the story must be based on the photo below.

Credit: C.E. Ayr
Tara slowed as she walked along the path. She could almost hear the laughter as her parents counted 1-2-3 and lifted her to swing her on 4. This memory from twenty years ago was the only memory of her parents she remembered in the sessions with her therapist. She knew what had occurred when she was four years old, but she didn’t remember. Always having an active imagination, Tara would often picture that time and form made up memories to block out what really happened. Eventually her imagination became her reality. In her reality, the small family lived on a boat in the middle of a river. They sailed up and down the river and used their little dingy to get off whenever they wanted to go ashore. Her dad was a fisherman and sold his fresh fish in a market on the wharf. Her mom would cook them meals often with fish and she and her parents had fun all the time. Tara stopped and looked out at the water. There was no boat nor its dingy and no family having fun. Alone in the world, this was the place she was left all those years ago.
This is so beautiful!
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Haven’t we all imagined a better or alternative life from our memories? This sounds like a good one, if only it was true. Nice writing.
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So many times. Thanks for reading.
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It sounds so very believable, and heartbreaking, that she would construct a new past to cover over the sadness of what really happened. Very touching
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The imagination can blot out the horrors of what actually happened. The mind can hide the event until we are ready to accept them. Goof story Maryann
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So often our memories differ from reality. Nice though!
Keith’s Ramblings
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So true. Thanks for reading.
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Chilling and horrific. Even when parents do terrible things to their children, the children just want Mom and Dad to make it right.
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Yes and so sad that more often the children have no one else to seek that help. Thanks for reading.
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Ouch.
Reality is brutal sometimes.
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Yes an imagination is often our only protection. Thanks for reading.
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loved that you write about memories and imagination – just my cup of tea!
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Thank you. I am glad you liked it.
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Oh so sad, I hope she finds peace.
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I like to think she will by taking this step back to the place.
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