The Cave - Promise Ring Flashback (Sasha)

Author: Storykeeper

I grew up on Ficlets. There, the writer inside me had a home. I'm a teacher now, and a 4th grader who reminds me so much of myself asked, "Why don't you share your writing with us?" So, I come tentatively, searching for a place to stretch my writing muscles again.

"Everett!" He was going to be the death of me, but not before he was the death of himself. "Everett, where did you go?"

"Sasha, chill, I'm over here! Come check it out!"

"Keep talking! I can't tell where you are!" I was looking at a wall of boulders, pockmarked with openings large enough to fit my scrawny 14-year-old brother.

Nothing. Not one peep. The boy who couldn't shut up was silent.

"Oh my god, Everett, if you die, I'm going to kill you." I drew closer to one of the openings.

"You know, that doesn't even make sense."

I jumped about 3 feet in the air. "You are the worst!" I shoved him, but his smirk stuck tight.

"Sasha, you think you know everything, but you don't know how to have fun."

Fun? Fun didn't get our clothes washed or drive us to school. Fun didn't feed us. Fun died in a car crash with Mom and our father's voice.

I shoved him again. This time, his clumsiness got the better of him and he skidded backward into one of the dark openings. He fell, and kept falling. No thud.

I screamed.