Lights, colours, laughter! It looked so much fun! Tugging at her mother's skirt, Alexandria pointed.
"Sorry, hon... not enough money; next time."
This was the seventh 'next time', she had counted. Her tears welled as she was dragged away. One day, she would build her own funpark! With free entry.
It's been a while since I wrote a little fifty-word story! This was written for @jayna's #fiftywords challenge. The prompt for this week's challenge is - money - and this is what I came up with. :)
You can find the challenge at the following link - @jayna/new50-wordshortstorychallengeandannouncement-6oh5ldwft7
The mother's words in this little story is something that I'm guilty of. It's always "maybe next time..." or "not enough money..." - which is true. Unlike the Sims, I can't just grow a money tree and it takes me forever to justify actually buying something. There will be a giant hole in my shoes and I will walk in them for at least a week before sighing in dismay and finally buying a new pair. My only pair.
I'm terrible.
Anywho; the image used is a CC0 image courtesy of Pixabay! and thank you for reading! :D
