Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Manny


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“Manny? Manny!” Benny’s heart pounded harder as he drove through the field in his ancient blue Chevy looking for his beloved Manny, his horse since he was twelve. That morning, his cousin, Chanel, from the city had done it again. She’d left Manny’s gate wide open. That would be the tenth time since she’d been there.

“Manny, where are you?” He parked and climbed out of the car.

He was at the ranch next door and in the distance, he heard shouts as Mr. Garfield announced the auction winner. Manny could be anywhere. He must find him quick before Manny’s mistaken for an auction prize. “Excuse me, Mrs. Matthews,” he asked the first person he saw, “have you seen my horse, Manny?” Mrs. Matthew shook her head. He went to the next person and repeated the question.

A dreaded sound sent his head turning. There, gnawing on the bale of hay behind Mr. Garfield, the auction host, was Manny. Benny gasped. “Crap, Manny, you’re gonna ruin Mr. Garfield’s auction.” Then, pushing everyone aside, Benny sprinted.

(~175 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above. 

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14 thoughts on “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Manny

  1. Oh no, I’d be mad at the cousin. Like an pet, you can’t leave the gate or door open so they run away, the horse didn’t know any better so glad he found the horse, before he/she ruined the auction. Great write Yinglan!

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