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10 Giant leaps


He sneaks his way out.
One step at a time,
Slowly and steadily,
He trudges up the stairs.
Tiny steps making ten giant leaps.
And ah! The terrace!
Seals his triumph with giggles.

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  1. I liked the way you "sealed his triumph with giggles".

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  2. You draw pictures with your words.

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    1. Thank you Sarah. Even I like the way the last line unfolds itself.

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  4. You managed to create suspense in so few words. I just hope he's safe up there.

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    1. Safe and happy. :)
      Thank you for your visit and feedback.

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    1. Total fun. Abandon. Zeal. Life.
      Thank you Marie. I am glad you enjoyed it.

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  6. I also like the last line...it made me smile :)

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    1. Thank you Janna. Your appreciation is a great encouragement in itself.

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  7. suspenseful and you deliver the last line with a huge heart.

    well done 33

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  8. Oh yes! I love the little footprints. There's a certain age when kids are big enough to do more than you think, but still small enough that when you hold hands with them, you wind up dragging them everywhere, and this piece evoked that feeling for me.

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    1. Thank you Jessie. We would all love to follow those little footprints, wherever they go :)

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  9. What a beautiful picture you have painted for us! I absolutely giggled myself when he gave himself away with his giggles in the last line. I was that kid! Too precious!

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  10. wow! it was worth a word from William. Thank you
    With love
    Great photo

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  11. Thanks so much for linking up this weekend. This is a sweet, thoughtful response to the prompt. Great job! Hope to see you back soon.

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  12. Cute story :) I liked it. And thanks for the comment on mine.

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    1. Thank you for your visit too Megan and appreciating the story.

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  13. Thanks for linking up with Trifecta this weekend. This is a really sweet little story. You've done a really great job for such a small space. I liked the bit about sealing his triumph. Nicely done!

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    1. Thank you once again Editors. It is really good to hear such encouraging words from you :)

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  14. Very VERY nice. I could picture a child. :)

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