I was thinking, I said I would make it some of them drabbles, longer stories and shorter ones and all sorts of random writing. So here I bring to you one of my first drabbles here. As in, the 100-word rule inspired by none other than Ranta's awesome drabble system.
Gone
They're gone."
"Yes, Herry, they're gone."
He had never seen Grandma look so serious. No, this couldn't be true. None of this could. His father had promised to return from his cop duty, and so had his mother when she had gone to check on him. There were riots, but so what? His father was strong!
No, no!
He clutched his teddy bear wildly. It was the one that had been sewn together with simple stitches, the one that his mother had made. The one that he slept with every night.
And he cried for many nights with his Teddy.
