Making His Own Way

David stuffed his shirts in his bag, looked around the room and zipped it closed. His parents were still sleeping and he hated to leave like this but he didn’t want the drama. His mother would cry and his father would yell. He’d had enough of those scenes in his 18 years to last a lifetime.

As soon as the door quietly clicked behind him the air smelled cleaner. He straddled his bicycle and took off for the train station.

Maybe he would come back in a year or two, he thought, and work at his father’s hardware store.

He pedaled faster.

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This week’s photo: © Sandra Crook

This image is a rerun from May of 2014. I don’t know what it is about this picture that says to me “youth escaping” but I was surprised to see I wrote a very similar story when it first posted here.

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46 thoughts on “Making His Own Way

  1. Very well written, Dawn, and, I think, a significant improvement on your previous story.
    Tighter, with a better flow.
    I find it fascinating how differently we all see these prompts.

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  2. Escaping youth is such a good take on this picture. Certainly as I stood in the path of this oncoming herd I could see ‘escape’ emblazoned in their eyes. Good one.

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  3. That is interesting how the story conjured up similar ideas. It’s entirely a great theme for this prompt which to me reveals a sense of escaping an ordinary, uninspiring existence. Nice one, Dawn!

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  4. Excellent story! This sounds like something that may be encountered by people who grew up in high-controlling environments. BTW, did the parents try to spiritualize their behavior and conveniently make what they wanted line up with what God wanted?

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  5. When it’s time to go then that’s what you have to do. You show it so well here. I like the little twist at the end – he’s so determined to make his own way, but, maybe he’ll come back. Softening the agony of leaving perhaps? Nice.

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  6. Good story. What a shame. I hope he’s a smart boy and determined. With just a high school education he’ll have to work in someone else’s hardware store or worse to afford college, learn a good trade, and just survive. Good writing. —- Suzanne

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  7. Great take Dawn. I often fancied doing just that when I was a teenager. Not because I was unhappy at home but just for the romance and adventure.

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