ThePinkTeenager
ThePinkTeenager OP t1_j78u9tl wrote
Reply to comment by timothyjwood in Mexican Tourist Whacked with Stick, Heckled after Illegally Climbing Sacred Mayan Pyramid. by ThePinkTeenager
Chicken Pizza?
ThePinkTeenager OP t1_j78u72d wrote
Reply to comment by AndForeverNow in Mexican Tourist Whacked with Stick, Heckled after Illegally Climbing Sacred Mayan Pyramid. by ThePinkTeenager
Probably.
ThePinkTeenager OP t1_j78tucv wrote
Reply to comment by Timbershoe in Mexican Tourist Whacked with Stick, Heckled after Illegally Climbing Sacred Mayan Pyramid. by ThePinkTeenager
I'm not an AI, I was just tired and botched the title.
ThePinkTeenager t1_j4cskvi wrote
Reply to [PM] Give me something out of the box, something abstract. It doesn't have to entirely make sense. I'd like to try to write an unreliable narrator, maybe? by Thunderingthought
A drunk person gets stuck in a box- narrated by said drunk person.
ThePinkTeenager t1_j042ujz wrote
Reply to TIFU by telling my young daughter that she had a feral sister who lived in a cage in the attic. by jesseberdinka
I thought your daughter was going to look for her sister and get bitten by a snake or something.
ThePinkTeenager t1_jdatcl2 wrote
Reply to [CW] Flash Fiction Challenge: An Enclave and a Figurine by Cody_Fox23
I looked at the map. "We're almost there." I said. "Just need to get into the village."
"There's an entrance, right?" said Jack.
"Somewhere."
After about an hour of searching, we found it- an ancient stone gate nestled between two mountains. It was closed, but not locked.
"You have the Lady, right?" I asked.
"Yup."
"Good."
I opened the gate and followed a dirt road to the cluster of houses. On the way, we passed a villager. "Who are you?" she asked.
"Charlie and Jack." I said.
The woman looked skeptical. Clearly, this place didn't get many visitors. "What's your business?"
Jack pulled the Lady out of his backpack. "This figurine came with a map that led here."
The woman looked at the Lady in awe. "It can't be..."
Soon, the entire village was crowded around us, talking over one another. After some time, I shouted "WHO'S IN CHARGE?"
Everyone went quiet. An old man said, "I am. My name is Chief Rafael."
"Well, Chief, have you seen this before?" I pointed to the Lady.
He nodded. "It is Goddess Bettina- guardian spirit of our village. But why do you have it?"
"It was in my basement." I said.
Rafael looked at me analytically. "Who are your grandparents?"
I told him, then asked why.
"Many years ago, we had too many children. Some of them left the village for homes elsewhere. One was named Eleanora."
"My grandmother?" I asked.
"I believe so."
"She died 20 years ago. I never knew..."
"This means you are one of us. Welcome."