It has become apparent that in this blog, anything goes. Prompts I love, things on my mind, and even Wordless Wednesday. My Constant Thoughts, my blog on Blogger is for poetry, or a form I call poetry. There are a few exceptions to the rule, but for the most part the entire blog has been dedicated to poetry. Now, I am going to link up to Two Shoes in Texas and try to write something passable for Six Sentence Stories.
Gena had Iron Maiden screaming in her ears through the head buds of her MP3 player, when her sister crawled in bed with her. She could hear over the loud music, louder sounds of her mother and father yelling at each other, calling each other names, and she just wanted to go to sleep. She had to go to school in three hours, and there was no way they would ruin that for her. She wished Cindy was old enough to go to school with her, so she wouldn’t hear the morning bickering of hangovers talking. She hoped Cindy would understand one day, Gena’s education was the only power they would have.