Friday Fictioneers – Roller Coaster

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!


Roller Coaster

He sat in Nathan’s diner from two until three every day, stirring a coffee. Sometimes he would take a swallow, look across at the Steeplechase roller coaster opposite, and grimace.

Every five minutes the cars rocketed into the corner of the ride, the squeal of the wheel flanges against the track completely drowned by the shrieks of excited riders.

Every five minutes he saw again in his mind’s eye the car leaping off the track, the boy flying through the air, plummeting.

Every five minutes he heard the despairing wail, “Dad…”

It was even worse the days he didn’t go.

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40 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Roller Coaster

    • Dear Brenda
      Thank you for your interesting and thought-provoking comment. In a way you’re right; he is punishing himself. But it’s something over which he has no control. I think he probably needs to find a way to forgive himself for something that was beyond his control.


    • Dear Na’ama
      Thank you for your thoughtful comment. I think it will be difficult to persuade him to see a therapist, don’t you? You are right (of course – you’re a professional, aren’t you!) when you say that reliving trauma doesn’t resolve it.
      With very best wishes

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      • Yeah, I know that some cannot see themselves going to therapy, for whatever stories they were told (or tell themselves) about what seeking help will mean or say about them. And all the more the sorrow for it, for while pain and loss remain, trauma does not need to.


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