No Cliffhanger

Vonita

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “No Cliffhangers.”

Once upon a time a little boy turned five, and celebrated his birthday at a local park. The park was surrounded by bush, with a dam in the middle, and lots of different sections to walk to. It was a huge park. The little boy’s younger sister, being all of two and a bit, decided to wander off on her own. All the grownup people were focused on each other, and did not even realise the little child had embarked on her own adventure. Until it was time to sing happy birthday, and she was not there. She had seemingly vanished into thin air. Everyone searched high and low, here and there, trying desperately to find the little girl. When it became evident that the child was not close by, the mother started to reach a state of near shock and terror, “find my little girl” she wanted to scream out loud. To anyone who would hear. She felt tempted to throw herself on the ground and start wailing, but knew that this would not aid any search efforts. No, she had to remain calm.
Eventually, on the other side of the park, the little girl was discovered holding the hand of a helpful stranger. She was quickly reunited with her mother who was by this time beside herself.
Everyone sang happy birthday, big brother cut the cake of his rocket ship, and without prompting handed the first slice to his sister.
And all was well with the world.

14 thoughts on “No Cliffhanger”

  4. If that happened in the Philippines, the boy would have already been kidnapped and his organs sold to the highest bidder. It is actually big news right now that children are being kidnapped almost everyday in one of our southern provinces. It was alleged that they are being “harvested”…. truly saddening to hear!

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  5. I sold ice-cream one summer in New York City, and as I went through the park with my cart, the kids would run up to it, since it was a major national brand, instantly recognizable. I was appalled at the inattention of the so-called ‘caretakers’ people were paying money to, thinking their children were safe, as they sat chatting with EACH OTHER and NOT A SINGLE ONE watching the kids. Had I been a sicko, I could’ve put a kid inside with no one the wiser. I wish cell phones were out then, because I would’ve recorded them ignoring the children. Anyway, *sigh of relief*, it was good that the stranger was helpful…thanks for the happy, no cliffhanger ending.

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