I stared out the window, little birds are clustered on live wires across the empty street. The world outside was ominously still— no cars and not a hint of soul.
Where is everyone? I wondered.
Then I realized, today is the day. The defining moment wherein a new governing body will be established. A new head of the state. A new ruler. A new legacy.
I wonder who’ll win the election. Whose dirty tricks worked? Whose sugar-coated words thrived?
A deafening firing disrupted my reverie but none of the birds came spiraling down.
Then I realized, today is the day.
Word Count: 100
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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. Thank you!
PH is three days away from its national election and the country is in clamor. This game of thrones has led families and friends fight among each other, insisting and brawling that one candidate is better than the other. I found this series, Imagined President, from Rappler interesting and thought-provoking. But who really is the lesser evil? I wish I knew.
There is just one thing I hope on May 9. I hope it won’t be a bloody end.
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