He woke up breathless, beads of sweat running down his forehead— another nightmare. The very same nightmare whenever he hears a special song, when March comes around, or when he sees a little boy.
Grudgingly, he sat down and gulped last night’s wine. Tears ran down his face and his body rocked with sobs that filled the air. He motioned to the window, sunrays piercing through the blinds of his 53rd floor apartment.
“I’M SORRY!” his scream sounded like a plea.
Twenty-five years ago, he slid open this ill-fated glass and let the four-years old, Conor, plunge to his death.
Word Count: 100
In response to this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly writing challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields where a photo is used as a prompt for a hundred-word piece of fiction. The photo is a courtesy of Marie Gail Stratford. Thank you! Also, thank you Kent for the wise words from last week. I’ve finally got it down to 100. 🙂
This short story is inspired by the tragic death of Conor Clapton, four-years old son of renowned musician, Eric Clapton. Just when everything seemed perfect on that morning of March 1991, a wall of glass slid open led to a dreadful turn of events. Conor fell from their 53rd floor apartment. Drowning in grief and loss, Eric Clapton wrote one of the world’s most heartfelt and heartbreaking songs, Tears in Heaven.
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March 31, 2016 at 1:00 am
Wow! Packs a punch! Rochelle will go crazy on this one, she’ll love it!
I love it, too. Super work, Maria! 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 11:38 am
YAY! Glad you love it, Kent! Thank you. 😀
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March 31, 2016 at 12:56 pm
You are most welcome.
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March 31, 2016 at 7:04 pm
🙂 🙂 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 1:06 am
Great work. I remember when it happened. Very sad
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March 31, 2016 at 11:41 am
Oh, it was a terrible thing to happen to a child. 😦
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March 31, 2016 at 1:45 am
This is really good. You really show all the emotion that must be behind such an intense terror
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March 31, 2016 at 11:43 am
Thank you, Larry! I was feeling quite poignant when I wrote it while listening to his song.
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March 31, 2016 at 1:49 am
Today’s Eric Clapton’s 71st birthday, which makes it even more depressing
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March 31, 2016 at 11:44 am
Oh! I honestly didn’t know… Wow. Such coincidence. And for some reason, I had a feeling Conor wanted me to write this. Thanks for letting me know, Larry! 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 2:45 am
Good story from the life of an icon. The narrative could use a careful proofreading to fix issues with verb tense. Once the grammar works, this will indeed be a powerful tale.
All my best,
Marie Gail
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March 31, 2016 at 12:40 pm
Oh, thank you Gail. I tend to be confused with verb tenses, sadly. 😦 I’d appreciate your advice & comments, please. 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 11:56 pm
Sure. I’m on my mobile at the moment, but I’ll provide some assistance once I’m back to my computer.
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March 31, 2016 at 2:48 am
Omg. This is wonderfully written but such a horrible story. I don’t think your character in the story intended to open the glass so Conor would fall out. I think he opened it not thinking, and a little boy who is only three and doesn’t know any better fell. It’s tragic and sad. I could see how he would be haunted by nightmares. But I’m pretty sure Conor in heaven would forgive him, that he now knows humans make stupid careless mistakes with terrible consequences; but they are not intentional mistakes. Also, that is the most beautiful song and I never knew it was about Eric Clapton’s young son, I always thought it was some lady. Very sad it was real. Sad enough in a story. Very powerful story.
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March 31, 2016 at 11:51 am
Thank you! It’s really heartbreaking… When I was reading the whole story, I couldn’t help but feel bad for the janitor who opened the glass wall. His guilt must haunt him for the rest of his life. I agree with you Mandi, humans make careless mistakes with terrible consequences; but they are not intentional mistakes.
Conor must be in peace wherever he is right now. And Eric, I believe he’s forgiven.
P.S. I just found it was Eric’s birthday when I wrote this one. Such coincidence! 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 12:00 pm
Wow, that is a coincidence. The saying ‘ to err is to be human’ comes to mind. Really well done.
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March 31, 2016 at 3:15 am
Tears just don’t cover it, such a sad thing to happen. Well penned.
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March 31, 2016 at 11:53 am
It’ll forever leave a scar on their hearts. Thank you, Mike…
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March 31, 2016 at 3:28 am
Wonderfully done indeed. We never think of the poor maintenance guy who must live with this…
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March 31, 2016 at 11:55 am
He must have felt awfully guilty even if it was never his intention. At least, it will be a lesson learned to everyone. 😦
Thank you, Dale!
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March 31, 2016 at 7:09 pm
I’m sure he did. Horrible accident.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:52 am
True… *sigh*
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March 31, 2016 at 5:36 am
Great story, Maria. This is so tragic about Conner Clapton. I knew he had a little boy that fell out of the apartment building window to his death that caused Eric to write the song, “Tears in Heaven,” but I didn’t know the story behind it. So very sad!
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March 31, 2016 at 12:03 pm
Awfully sad, PJ. My dad loves that song and I learned to love it as well but I didn’t know the story behind until last year. 😦 It’s heartbreaking…
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March 31, 2016 at 7:24 pm
It is terribly heartbreaking. I can hardly bare to think of a little boy falling out of the 52nd story of an apartment building. I know he fell on a roof below but that was still pretty far down (according to the photo). Poor little thing. I can imagine how the parents must have felt. So tragic.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:55 am
Such awful tragedy indeed… I cringe to the sight of the photo, the drop was so high. 😦 I hope that event served as a lesson learned to parents and building owners alike.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:56 am
I’m sure it did! I feel sorry for the maintenance man that opened the window in the first place.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:58 am
The more I think about it, it seemed there should have been some sort of safety ledge to keep something like that from happening.
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April 1, 2016 at 12:12 pm
The maintenance guy must have felt terribly guilty. True… the way I see it in the video, there was none. To think that they’re using sliding glass. That’s scary…
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April 1, 2016 at 6:24 pm
Yes, it is. Sliding glass windows do sound very dangerous.
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April 2, 2016 at 6:32 am
Maria, don’t you live in the Philipines? The reason I ask is I know you aren’t on the same time as Singapore yet they are on the same time as the Philipines. I have the different world clocks displayed on my iPad and I would like to have your world clock on there too.
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April 2, 2016 at 8:54 am
Yes, PJ… Philippines is on the same time zone as Singapore. 🙂 That’s weird, when did you notice I wasn’t on the same time as Singapore? Meanwhile, I believe US as more than one time zone?
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April 2, 2016 at 9:10 am
I have a clock for Rosema. And I thought one time you told me you were an hour later than Singapore but when I looked up the Philipines the only time zone I could find was the same as Singapore. Aren’t you an hour later? Then there are Philipine Islands that my map doesn’t show. I’m not trying to find out where you live (I promise). I’m just trying to find out the time there.
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April 2, 2016 at 9:22 am
Oh! Now I know why!! I may have got the times mixed up when I was in the office. I work for a publishing company catering authors (mostly from US) and we are using US time. Maybe I was looking at one of your time zones at that time. Sorry for the confusion! Haha. And I don’t mind you trying to explore Philippines. Rosema and I could tour you around if you get the chance to travel. 😀
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April 2, 2016 at 9:45 am
Oh, Maria, that would be wonderful. I would love it! But, I have a bad back and travel is very difficult for me. I have to be an armchair traveler. LOL!
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April 2, 2016 at 10:40 pm
Oh! Then we’ll have to ask for a special treatment from the airlines. LOL.
P.S. I hope your back is not giving you a hard time. 🙂
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April 2, 2016 at 10:44 pm
LOL!!
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April 2, 2016 at 9:11 am
Oh yes, the U.S. has about 5 different time zones. I am in the Denver,Colorado time zone.
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April 2, 2016 at 9:25 am
I see… I’ll take note of that. So it’s still around 7pm, Friday there? Time zones could be amazing and confusing at the same time. 🙂
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April 2, 2016 at 9:46 am
Yes, it is Friday evening about 7:45 pm
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March 31, 2016 at 10:50 am
Wonderful job on this. It really brings out the emotion and trauma . Such a sad story.
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March 31, 2016 at 12:06 pm
Thank you, Jessie! It was such a very sad story for all of them. 😦
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March 31, 2016 at 4:00 pm
A terrible tragedy and your protagonist is still paying for it 25 years on. Great story!
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April 1, 2016 at 10:37 am
True… Thanks, Ali!
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March 31, 2016 at 4:28 pm
Such a sad story then, and somehow even sadder now. It must be terrible to lose a child, but even worse when you’ve only just begun to realise what they mean to you. Nicely done.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:39 am
Regrets and guilt, such equally terrible as death and loss. Sadly. Thank you, Sandra.
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March 31, 2016 at 4:44 pm
The suspense you built kept me waiting and kept my heartbeat racing and then kaboom! The devastating truth followed by a factual basis. Wow! GREAT JOB, Maria!
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April 1, 2016 at 10:45 am
Thank you, Rosema! 😀 I really feel bad after knowing the story behind Tears in Heaven. *sigh*
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April 1, 2016 at 11:50 am
Oh. Yeah. It is indeed tragic. It makes the song very special though..
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April 1, 2016 at 12:15 pm
True… its so heartfelt. Haayy…
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April 1, 2016 at 12:51 pm
I agree.
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March 31, 2016 at 6:42 pm
The level of raw emotion in this story was heightened when I found out it was a true story. Well done writing it the way you did..and thank you for sharing.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:46 am
Aww… thank you for the kind words. 🙂 Happy to hear them from you. And thanks for dropping by as well.
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March 31, 2016 at 7:07 pm
Dear Maria,
Heartbreaking story. As soon as I read Conor I knew who ‘he’ was. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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April 1, 2016 at 10:48 am
Heartbreaking indeed. Thank you for hosting the prompt, Rochelle. 🙂
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March 31, 2016 at 8:51 pm
Indeed a truly tragic tale behind this iconic song. I heartbreaking reminder that we need to take extra care to protect our littlest ones.
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April 1, 2016 at 10:58 am
True… I hope that served as a lesson learned to all of them and us.
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March 31, 2016 at 11:11 pm
Wow! that packs a lot of story into just a few words. Great work
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April 1, 2016 at 8:43 pm
That is a real tragic tale. I dread to think of what that maintenance guy must have gone through that day. (Obviously, the parents too!) Very well written.
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April 1, 2016 at 11:16 pm
Thank you, Angie! It’s really a tragic news for everyone. I’m sure each of them had their piece of pain.
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April 2, 2016 at 12:09 am
Yes, I think they did.
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April 1, 2016 at 11:16 pm
Thank you, Angie! It’s really a tragic news for everyone. I’m sure each of them had their piece of pain.
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April 3, 2016 at 12:49 am
I remember this story. So painful and tragic it reverberated across the world.
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April 4, 2016 at 11:40 am
It must have been. 😦 Thanks for dropping by, Joseph.
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April 3, 2016 at 5:34 am
I recognized the story and the name immediately. It was such a tragic accident. You describe the emotions very well, and living with such a memory will always haunt you.
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April 4, 2016 at 11:42 am
Thank you, Gah! It was a dreadful event indeed and was painful to write about, too.
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April 5, 2016 at 9:37 am
Oh dear reason, how tragic. I didn’t know the Clapton story, only that his son died. Great story, and work bringing the “real” into fiction.
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April 5, 2016 at 12:57 pm
It was tragic… Hence the heartfelt song from Clapton. Thanks for dropping by!
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April 5, 2016 at 4:30 pm
What a burden to carry on, you wrote a very poignant piece. Beautiful story.
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April 5, 2016 at 11:06 pm
Thank you! I’m glad you find it beautiful. 🙂
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