Travel brochures were scattered across the table.
“I vote beach.” Came from the oldest sibling.
The ruckus of voices trying to outdo the person who last spoke, continued on.
“I want to go camping.” Interjected the youngest. “Camping! Camping! Camping!”
“You are not going to get a vote if you keep acting out. Why are you being so rebellious?” Admonished the middle child.
“If it takes a riot for someone to hear me and take me seriously, I can do that.” Retorted the youngest.
“Children, we are discussing our vacation. No one needs to rebel. Everyone gets a say.”
“I vote beach.” Came from the oldest sibling.
The ruckus of voices trying to outdo the person who last spoke, continued on.
“I want to go camping.” Interjected the youngest. “Camping! Camping! Camping!”
“You are not going to get a vote if you keep acting out. Why are you being so rebellious?” Admonished the middle child.
“If it takes a riot for someone to hear me and take me seriously, I can do that.” Retorted the youngest.
“Children, we are discussing our vacation. No one needs to rebel. Everyone gets a say.”
Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Prompt - January 6, 2016 - Write about rebellion.
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