This bloghop is hosted by Nick Wilford from Scattergun Scribblings. Participants were required to write about overcoming adversity for something you believe in. This could be in the form of a flash fiction piece, or an episode from real life, or even a poem. For more details go here.
My fictional piece weighs in at approximately 220 words. Enjoy.
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She was from the wrong side of the track. The side that sported dusty, pot-holed, rutted roads, strewn with an assortment of papers, broken bottles, stones and other debris; where mongrels scavenged for left-over scraps from a nearby heap of dirt… far removed from the green, freshly-mowed, sprinkler-studded, well-manicured lawns of suburban existence.
You know the side where street smarts is the order of the day and the concept of keeping fit is a compulsory course, learned the hard way in life's lesson of survival, instead of via a buy-one-get-one-free gym membership deal.
Among her collection of childhood titles were colourful and cryptic phrases which had always baffled her. Words such as social nuisance, domestic inconvenience, dregs of humanity…
She had survived the fires of adversity, the power of scorching flames that had threatened to consume her. As the dark shadows advanced, curled their long talons around to suck her into an abyss of no-return, in the midst of a bleak world when it seemed that all was lost, she had overcome the odds.
As sure as the sun would rise in the east, she would get up and welcome a new day, greet the world with a smile upon her face.
You could never hold her down for long.
Like a phoenix, she would rise from the ashes…
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Well, that's it folks. It's more of a general piece about overcoming adversity. I look forward to visiting some of the super talented participants who have signed up for this bloghop.