100 Word Story #003 – Champ
Tears. She was no stranger to tears. She was five after all and tears were a regular occurrence at five. She wiped her nose on the sleeve of her Gi. She trudged towards the door of the convention center. The trophy in her other hand dragged on the floor. Being half her size she couldnâ€™t lift it. First place. It meant nothing.
The afternoon sun got brighter as she approached the door, the tears increased. The youngest Tae Kwon Do champion had injured opponents before sure, but sheâ€™d never killed one. There would be no charges, but it still hurt.