2042

writerravenclaw14th Mar 2023Poems and short stories#99WordStories

Written for #99WordStories

Playground
Rust, covering each steel frame, and the park ceased to be in 2042.
Everyone, unable to leave their bubbles, sought solace in the technology keeping them safe. Why couldn’t they do the same to the ozone layer, replace the air? Give their lives a new vigour. Children born, didn’t know the joys of playing outside. Glued to their devices, they didn’t realise what they were missing out on.
Molly looked outside, beyond her home, wishing she could show her daughter the joys of making a snowman. Now, it rarely did anything, but rain, or flood or burn.

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I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school. View more posts

5 thoughts on “2042”

Sadje says:

14th Mar 2023 at 2:35 pm

A dystopian scenario. I hope we wake up before we come to this point.

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1. writerravenclaw says:
  
  14th Mar 2023 at 2:36 pm
  
  So do I. Although we are moving in the right direction with wind turbines and solar panels.
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    14th Mar 2023 at 2:57 pm
    
    I hope so.
    
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pensitivity101 says:

14th Mar 2023 at 5:56 pm

In 20 years I’ll be in my late eighties (if I live that long) and dread to think what things would be like the way everything is going at the moment.

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1. writerravenclaw says:
  
  15th Mar 2023 at 9:35 pm
  
  Me too.
  
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