50 Word Stories- Ruthie May

50 Word Stories: Ruthie May

Ruthie May lived in a yellow caravan with net curtains and a flower garden set in an old toilet. Her caravan was in our yard, but only I could see it. When papa beat me, I hid with Ruthie May. She pretended to be my mama. I wish mama had.

19 thoughts on “50 Word Stories- Ruthie May

  1. Oh I was enjoying this until ‘papa beat me’… damn Richard, you know how to twist a tale in an instant! This would make a great bigger story (or at least a little element of a bigger story).

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