This week’s photo prompt is provided by Uday, with the blog, Udayology.
The paint was scuffed and the place deserted but the entrance remained as I remembered, with its keyhole-shaped door and bold white letters above. It was years since I’d been there – a relic to my teens. I tried the door; it was locked, but I peered through anyway. A big disco ball was hanging from the ceiling and chairs were stacked up along the side of the room. Little had changed, from what I recalled.
We always wondered why they called it the ‘Photo Centre,’ a strange name for a disco, yet it was memorable. I remembered the day it closed down for good. It had been threatened with closure for a while – underage drinking, then drugs were to blame. I secretly liked the notoriety, but soon even my hippy parents said enough was enough. Just after that came the rape; my best friend, Rosa. She never spoke about it and later moved away, but it entered my list of bad 80s memories, one of those things I would rather forget.
This post was written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Great story with a sad ending – the rape of her best friend. Great description of the Disco (Photo Centre). I enjoyed your story! Great job.
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Just as a pushed “post comment” I realized I had not welcomed you to the challenge. Thank you for participating in the FFfAW challenge and Welcome!
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Thanks very much, PJ. Love the prompt! Happy Easter to you 😀
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Happy Easter to you too!
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Interesting story. Sad about her friend. That seems to happen too much!
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I know.. Thanks for commenting, mandibelle 🙂
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That is a very somber story and great lead in to the suspense!! Nice work!!
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Thanks, samratkel 🙂
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Interesting and sad as well. Some memories are not the best to have.
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I try to hang onto the good ones too but it’s not always easy to lose the bad ones
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i felt the heaviness of this piece, mary…from the start. this is so multi-generational – so timeless that you hardly need to date it in any way at all. i like the tone of voice you,ve used.
best,
ellespeth
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Thanks, Ellespeth. I think the prompt helped a lot – it was a great picture!
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The descriptions are vivid, emotions raw. It thugs the heart.
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Thanks, rosema. Lovely comments. Like the word, ‘thugs.’ 😄
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Yay! My pleasure! 😀
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