Flash Fiction Challenge – Week of August 9, 2016


Photo by Yinglan.

Kid’s Soccer – by Teresa Smeigh August 2016

Danny always warmed the bench. The coach didn’t think he was good enough to play with the others.

Danny cried every game that he sat out and wished with all his heart that he was better at sports. Danny’s father didn’t take the time to practice with him like the other kids and their dad’s.

Danny’s dad was a dead beat. His mom worked hard to support them and therefore couldn’t even see his games.

Today his mom had come. She got off work early. He prayed he could play just this once. He was surprised when the coach told him he was going in.

Happily he took his spot. The ball was in play and Danny ran and kicked the ball right into the goal. The goal of his team. His teammates booed and Danny cried. His mother hugged him and told him she was proud.

Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh

-Advocate For Mental And Invisible Illnesses

-Author Of Articles, Stories And Poems



About Tessa

My name is Tessa Dean and I am an author and blogger. My writing styles vary and I love writing using prompts. I am also writing my first book, a Memoir entitled "Government Property - A Memoir of a Military Wife".  This is being published on the blog rather than the traditional way. I am putting up chapters as I go along. I keep my blog filled with useful content, stories, and poems. Plenty to keep you busy. I have also been interviewed by blogs and had other posts published on many different blogs. I also wrote a series of articles on Bipolar Disorder for IBPF (International Bipolar Foundation). I am in my 60’s and disabled which allows me plenty of time to write to my heart’s content. I live in southern New Jersey and have 3 children and 5 grandchildren. My oldest grandchild is a Sargent in the United States Marine Corps.
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26 Responses to Flash Fiction Challenge – Week of August 9, 2016

  1. Great story, Teresa! Poor Danny! He finally got to play and scored a point for the other team! I’m glad that his mother was still proud of him. 🙂

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  2. Oh noooo!
    What a terrible way to fulfill a passion.
    Great story!

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  3. LOL, it seems that we were thinking on the same lines! At least yours makes you feel slightly for your character 🙂 nicely done.

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  4. Lynn Love says:

    Great story Teresa – bless poor Danny, going from joy to horror within seconds. My story was about a watching mum too – funny how we pull out similar threads sometimes. Great write 🙂

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  5. Graham Lawrence says:

    Great story Tessa!

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  6. swritings says:

    Heartfelt story! 🙂

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  7. Mike says:

    Danny, even the very best have scored a home goal, don’t give up.

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  8. maria says:

    Aww… poor Danny. I don hope he’d never give up on his passion and his family.

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  9. Sally says:

    Oh poor Danny but great that his mum was there and was still proud of him.

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  10. afairymind says:

    Poor little Danny. Hopefully he won’t be put off from playing by his experience. At least his mum is supportive, even if he has no one else. Good story. )

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  11. Felicia Hf says:

    Oh dear, poor him! I’m glad his mum is there to support him 🙂 Great story!

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  12. Aww! Kids can be hard on each other at times. I hope he doesn’t lose hope in his playing skills.

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  13. Kally says:

    Well written piece of work!


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