As his beautiful wife opens the door, I stare longingly at the ornate interiors of his palatial mansion.
All this could have been mine, if the boy whom I’d raised as my own son had not betrayed me.
Unable to bear the loss of everything I’d held dear, I was on the verge of ending my life, when I recalled his words “Not all is lost, till you lose hope.”
And so, here I am, looking for a fresh start.
Hoping against hope that Aladdin’s wife will exchange that ‘useless old piece of junk’ for a brand new lamp.
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99 words.
Written in response to Charli Mills’ prompt at the Carrot Ranch: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about “not all is lost.”
jagahdilmein 
Lovely twist on a fairy tale.
My Dad used to tell us his version of ‘fractured fairy tales’ – I wish he had written some down.
Perhaps that is why I too, like to write? Though I didn’t pick up Flash Fiction until a few years ago 😉
That is such a lovely connect Jules. I look at my stories as my legacy, for whatever it’s worth, that people can remember me by when I’m gone. Somehow I don’t think anyone is going to remember me through my office presentations 🙂
Awe… Writing is so much fun. And keeps writers just a tad sane – doesn’t it. And we meet such nice writers from all over the globe. 😉
Ha! A fine twist to all is not lost. Hold on Genie!