This is a flash fiction challenge (stories in 100-175 words or less) and each story should have a beginning, a middle, and an end.

Source:  Sonya with the blog, Only 100 Words.

I have stood here for 50 years.  A clear view of the surrounding environment and observing the changes wrought in the passing seasons. I hear how they describe me now, as “an eyesore” or “a blot on the landscape”.   I fear that they will not have long to wait for my demise.  I feel the rust creeping up and into my steel girders.  Eventually, the rust will erode my strength and I will tumble to the ground.  I do not want my legacy, the recall of my history, marked by those I crush beneath me at my ignominious end.  Once I was useful, contributing to society.  I hope that they remember that past and gently dismantle me with the respect I have earned as the sentinel of this place.

(129 words not counting title or rules)


24 thoughts on “Sentinel

  1. Great story. Very enjoyable. If you ever find time to read mine I’m afraid it might be too late 🙂 Lucky I wait to read other’s stories before writing mine.

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  2. Nice use of giving life to an object – personification? Anthropromorphism? One of those. But anyways, you do a great job of telling the story from the water towers view. I like that it doesn’t want crush someone if it is left to rust and fall. Great writing! Loved it!

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