Friday Fictioneers: I Scream

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo.

PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda

I Scream

I scream.

“Daddy, can I get an ice cream?”

“May I?”

“May I get an ice cream?”

I gave her $5 and told her to come right back. That was the last time I saw her. I glanced at my phone. Someone screamed. I looked up, and she was gone. All the kids were gone. The truck was gone.

You scream.

I tried to find her. I asked everyone. No one answered. The park was pandemonium. Parents were frantically searching for their kids. Others were clinging to theirs as if they could simply vanish.

We all scream for ice cream.

31 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: I Scream

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    1. That’s the mystery! I have no idea. The picture reminded me of that jingle my parents used to sing, and I wanted to get everyone screaming. Of course, there’s always room for more. You have to find that truck first, though.

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      1. You know, I wasn’t quite comfortable with what I posted here, so I did some googling. What I actually saw was an experiment conducted by some blog guy who wanted to see how hard it might be to lure kids into his ice cream truck. It wasn’t, as I thought I remembered, a kidnapping situation. What he recorded, though, ought to make us all stop and think. Out of ten young kids, he was able to convince nine to enter his truck. Only one little girl refused, saying her mommy told her about stranger danger, and she took of running. The rest of them, all living in the same neighborhood, he escorted to their appalled parents who vowed to do better. When it’s little kids tempted by ice cream, you’d better have told them more than once to NEVER get into a vehicle without mom or dad’s permission.

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    1. Or the parents are so absorbed in their phones they didn’t notice the ice cream man drive off with their kids. I didn’t really think about the cause. I just knew it wasn’t fitting into my 100 words. Thank you.

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