Love a 100 word challenge – picture prompt
I stare at the teddy’s arm, discarded on the floor, like it meant nothing, like it was a nobody, the fur discoloured from when I used to suck on when I slept.
Your lifeless eyes stare at me but I feel no sadness, no sympathy. You made me do it, your life source strewn out on my bedroom floor, making the place untidy. I’m shaking with anger, tapping my finger and thumb, which was supposed to help to calm me. Nothing could undo this. Not now. I stare the vacuous body at my feet. “You shouldn’t have broken my teddy’s arm.”