Friday Fictioneers: A Quiet Christmas

It has been a few years since I have participated in this 100 word writing challenge but I really wanted to write a new Christmas Story. This one is not as uplifting as one might hope but it is what my fingers typed, and there really is not a lot I can do about that. To read more of my Christmas Stories click here. I promise they are all not as dreary.

I stand in the kitchen staring out the glass doors for so long that my eyes blur. The house is quiet, as it has been for the last few years. I don’t mind the quiet.

I don’t miss the shouts, or the arguing but I do miss the laughter. Laughter, I believe, is what makes a house a home, especially at Christmas.

“I should decorate a little”, I think. “Maybe make some cookies”, and then I wonder, “will lights and the scent of cookies baking really make it less lonely?”
Did I just think that?
I meant quiet.

This week’s photo: © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly 100 word writing challenge inspired by a picture prompt. Click here to read other stories.


24 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: A Quiet Christmas

  1. Good to “see” you, Dawn :). I don’t think your story is dreary. I think it reflects the reality of the holiday season for those who no longer have close family, or maybe never did. We can choose our happiness, and this character seems to be trying to do just that.


  2. So nice to see you around again, Dawn! I really like that Christmas story, it’s a reality for many people, I think, especially as they get older. I hope the MC has a friend or two, or maybe gets into some volunteer work and finds people to be around.


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