
The March 13, 2023 99-word story challenge from Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch is to: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a place where children once played. It can be a field, a playground, or any place that attracted children to play. But now it is empty. Abandoned. Go where the prompt leads!
In addition to what I post here for the Carrot Ranch challenges, there’s always the Ranch Yarns with Kid and Pal’s responses HERE.
The Custodian by D. Avery
Brody reread the etched and markered initials, sayings, and symbols like favorite passages from a familiar book. He’d disagreed with the principals who’d called it vandalism, as long as the messages weren’t hurtful. Those he had the child remove, under his constructive supervision. The custodian had always understood the children’s need to leave a mark; he never washed off or painted over their messages and art.
“I was here”.
Where are all you children now? he wondered.
Hopefully gone straight to heaven, reunited with family. The children shouldn’t haunt this place.
Brody’s spirit would watch over the silent playground.

Be sure to go to Carrot Ranch to read the complete “Gloria” collection from last week‘s challenge.
Oh my, very poignant 💜
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Well done!
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I can think of several backstories to this, none pleasant. All spirits should find a resting place…(K)
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Yes, the backstory I had in mind is most unpleasant. But Brody is okay with continuing to watch over the playground.
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That’s good.
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A very moving story D
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome
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Maybe the children shouldn’t haunt the space, but it’s a very haunting piece nonetheless. It raises many questions about the caretaker, the history and the era. Is he haunting the playground?
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Yes, he is haunting the playground, a benign presence there. Oh, it would be even more frightening if I’d plugged in a year… More words and I might have made it more clear that they all went at once.
I don’t think I will build this story though.
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Yes, too sad. Let them rest in peace.
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Oh… this is more than touching, Deanna. I do appreciate Brody sticking around and caring for the place.
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Oh, something heartbreaking must have happened to those children. And Brody’s determined to keep safe the playground where they’d played and been happy.
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Haunting, but in a good way. I think we need spirits like Brody’s to watch over those things that shouldn’t be forgotten. Like the lost playgrounds of children…
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This is hauntingly beautiful. I’m glad that Brody is keeping their memories alive.
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