‘Add your name.’

There wasn’t much space left on the walls. What had once been grey concrete was now covered in garish name-tags.

I found a small corner.

‘Not there,’ Marguerite stopped me. ‘Front and centre.’

‘There’s no space.’

‘There’s always room for one more.’ The old lady pointed to a spot in the middle of the wall.

I sprayed my name. Another success story in her one-woman crusade to steer the local kids away from the gangs and the drugs.

‘You understand the significance of signing your name? You’ve made a promise to me.’

I nodded. Somehow, like all those before me, I knew I wouldn’t let her down.

Copyright Carole Erdman-Grant

Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more detailsย HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).

To read stories of 100 words based on this weekโ€™s prompt, visit HERE.

64 responses to “SIGN YOUR NAME”

  1. Sounds like she isn’t as alone in the effort to help the youngsters in the community than was at first thought. The helpers can’t deny such a public signature either.

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