Saturday, May 8, 2010

Magpie Tales #13

This is a prompt from a weekly writing theme hosted by Willow over at:

Some people write short vignettes, some write short poems

Here is my contribution for this week:

                                                                       The Gang

He stood in the middle of the circle of boys. It was difficult for him not to feel nervous as they all sat, with their legs crossed, staring at him, silent, thumping their fists into their hands.

The clubhouse was dimly lit, smelling of the damp and of burning candles. He was sure that they could feel his fear as he stood there, his legs shaking, beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead.

"Well, Skinny," sneered Billy. "Did you do what we told you to do? Did you go to the old man's house?"
Billy looked him up and down, thumping his fist into his hand, making him feel even more uncomfortable.
"You know ", he said with contempt, "if you want to be part of this gang you have to earn your place"

Skinny just stared back at him not saying a word. He took his hand out of his pocket, and held his arm
out to Billy. Skinny's fingers were closed, his hand facing upward. Slowly, ever so slowly he opened his fingers and there it was, lying in the middle of his hand, staring at him.

The boys all gasped and leaned in closer to get a better look.

All except Billy, that is, his look of contempt slowly turning to rage as he realised that Skinny was about to become part of the gang. His gang, and there was nothing he could do about it. 


Evette Mendisabal

Mum that is So AWESOME!! I knew you were a good writer, but this is more than I expected. I hope you're planning on putting these short stories into a blog book at some stage. LOVE IT!!


Powerful stuff...


Great story!


Wow I love it.
You're awesome.
Happy Mother's Day Angie.
I hope my kids love me as much as yours love you when they grow up.


I want to read the rest I want to know what happens to skinny!


Ahhhh, the old glass eye initiation story! LOL ;)


I loved this ... I could feel the energy of those boys ... all that boy gang stuff!

Brian Miller

ha. glad he showed them....i remember those days...


oh my, this was so good, the bully fuming, the bravery of a young boy about to become a man. your magpie was excellent, thanks for sharing!


Delightful piece!!


A very wry tale indeed..really liked it!


Wonderful piece!


fun take,
have an enjoyable day!

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