Friday Fictioneers – Shuttered

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

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Photo Prompt © Roger Bultot

Shuttered

After that first time, Binyamin knew better than to tell his father how he felt about Asher. He shuttered his face and kept his tears for the dark hours of night, alone in his bedroom. Besides, what good would tears do? His father had moved the family across the continent to give them a chance of a better life. How could he argue against that? If only he could speak to Asher occasionally, or even just speak about him to his family…

Day by day his face grew harder.

Day by day his joy diminished.

The shutters rusted solid.

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47 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Shuttered

    • Dear Sandra
      Thank you for reading and for your kind comments. The prompt stimulated me. The building, although plainly no longer used, has a brooding power about it.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Dale
      Thank you for reading and for your very kind comments. I’m delighted that you like the shutter metaphor. The shutters were the first thing I noticed about the photoprompt.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Russell
      Thank you for reading and commenting. You’re right – moving away from close friends can be very hard. It would have helped Binyamin if his family had helped him to grieve for the loss and then let go.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Iain
      Thank you for reading and commenting. The good thing about humans is that with appropriate help we can recover from most traumas. I think those shutters will open if Binyamin experiences a warm, loving environment.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Abhijit
      Thank you for reading and commenting. You’re right; Binyamin is missing Asher dreadfully.
      There are many places and cultures where Binyamin couldn’t admit to being gay. However, I was thinking of a period about 50 years ago for the story setting, and back then very few parents would have encouraged a gay child. Most would have tried to coerce the child into being ‘normal’. But, of course, there are many families even today in the UK and the USA who don’t accept gay or trans children.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear CE
      Thank you for reading and for your thoughtful comment. As you say, lost love is painful, and a teenager like Binyamin is not necessarily equipped emotionally to deal with it.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Plaridel
      Thank you for reading and commenting. I agree with you in hoping that he won’t be too late in being able to make his own decisions as to who he spends his life with. However, there is a real risk that he has been damaged for life by the pain of the experience. Also, some cultures make the family the centre of their life. I knew of one Jewish transwoman in the UK who was threatened with exclusion from the family if she was open about her gender. She couldn’t face that and lived her life as a man; and was very unfulfilled.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Liz
      Thank you for reading and commenting. Families can put a great deal of pressure on children who don’t fit the norm, especially those who are gay or trans. Binyamin had little choice but to keep his secret, I’m afraid.
      With best wishes
      Penny

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  1. Many kids go through this emotional shutdown simply because they don’t feel free to express them to their parents. It is a shame. And like the others have mentioned, what kind of man did he become later in life? Nice use of the shutter metaphor.

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