Captalism spied a small seed that looked like a gem.What a prize, she thought as she reached out her hand and yanked it away. More seeds were needed for her glittery charms. She picked and pulled till all the seeds became hers.
By Ashley Houston
This is the very short story I did for #vss365 on Twitter yesterday; bead was the word prompt. Each day there is a new prompt for anyone who wants to participate. It is a great community of writers, and I recommend checking it out! I am going to start posting my vss365 poems and short stories from my Twitter on my blog. 🙂