Goal – A Drabble

It seemed my eyes narrowed down to slits. They hadn’t, but my goal 20 feet ahead was the only thing I saw.
« Mindy, get off the roof! » My brother’s voice snapped the world right back to full panorama.
« Shut up! I can make it! »
« History shows that you really can’t. »
With a grunt, I pushed him out of my mind. I could make it. I had been practicing. I ran, leapt and… landed in a roll on the shed’s roof.
“Told ya!”
My brother grumbled and headed in the house to do my chores.

This is a drabble for Monday’s prompt.

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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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