Acid ate up the canvas, leaving the moonlit scene unrecognisable. No longer priceless, breathtaking, desirable. Now a screwed up mess, destined for the trash can, ruined beyond any hope of restoration. Mr. Slovenias the gallery owner cried for the first time in years that day.

Jack spent his first night in jail. Unrepentant. Glad he'd ruined the masterpiece. Certain in the knowledge his act would save humanity.

Betty, Jack's long suffering mother realised that for the first time in her life, she was relieved he was spending the night elsewhere. In fact, if she were really honest with herself, she hoped it would be one of many.

Sebastian, one of Jack's inner selves felt triumphant. For the first time ever, he's managed to push out the conflicting other voices and get Jack to do something he wanted. Like Betty, he hoped this would not the the first time.

Bob, the inner baby cried, ignored for the first time.


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RuthLivingstone over 11 years ago

Powerful story. Well done.

Anglea over 11 years ago

Thanks Ruth

Anglea (joined almost 12 years ago)

Six minute story is brilliant as a daily mental excercise to write on a variety of topics. It involves a lot of trial and error before I finish in the given time.

I am often surprised which of my stories receive the most views, often those I planned to delete.

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