Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Requiem For Paddington

We’d always expected he’d come to a bad end, but nothing like what happened. 

Some say was those ridiculous wellies he wore, rain or shine, tripped him right into traffic. Could just as easily have been that damned hat in his eyes.

Either way, he’s naught but a chalk outline and a fading memory now.

This story was written for the weekly 55 Word Challenge based on a photo by judge, Lisa Shambrook

1 comment:

  1. AHHHH! Sadface.

    Poor Paddington. I was afraid this story might be about him - great work though :D