Stood : Flash Fiction

Today, I saw a child being wheeled on a chair. Smiling as though he was the master of his sojourn. With him was joy and motion even with still limbs. Tomorrow, I see him wheeled on a chair. He stands and smiles; this time, his smile is a broader rainbow.

First revision:

Today, I saw a child on a wheelchair. Smiling as the master of his sojourn. With him was joy, motion and still limbs. Tomorrow, he is on a chair. He stands and smiles; this time, his smile is a rainbow.

Second Revision:

I saw a child on a wheelchair. Smiling as his master. With him was joy, motion and still limbs. Tomorrow, he is still, on a chair. He stands and smiles; this time, his smile is a rainbow.

Third revision:

I saw a boy on a wheelchair, smiling. He had joy and still motion. Tomorrow, he is, still, on a chair. He stands and smiles.

Fourth revision:

I saw a boy on a wheelchair, smiling. Tomorrow, he is, still, on a chair. He stands and smiles.

Fifth revision:

A boy on a wheel chair, stood.

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