School – A Drabble

I saw right through the man’s charming smile. Literally. The count of days on the cell’s bleak wall gave him a beard. A child’s drawing’s version of a beard. He hadn’t counted for long.
It was a bit unnerving – to say the least – but mom wanted me to deal with this. Like a grown-up. So I took a deep breath and focused on my teacher.
“This is the cell of one the most famous murderers imprisoned here,” she explained. My classmates chuckled.
As the man’s smile widened with pride, I realized I didn’t want to learn about him at all.

This story was written based on this prompt. It is the second of a three part story I’m writing to catch up on the other drabble prompts. I guess that means I’m cheating. 😄

First part here.

Next part tomorrow!

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About Aheïla

Somewhere in Quebec City, Aheïla works as a Game Design Director by day and writes by night. Known for her blue hair, unyielding dynamism and tasty cooking (quails, anyone?), she’s convinced “prose is the new crack”. She satisfies her addiction daily on The Writeaholic’s Blog and weekly on Games' Bustles View all posts by Aheïla

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