Friday Fictioneers: Easier When You’re Younger

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Easier When You’re Younger

When Harry spotted an unattended bike on the sidewalk, he knew exactly what to do. He pictured himself soaring downhill, the wind setting his hair aflutter.

He struggled to recall how it was done.

Foot in left pedal. Foot in right. Straddle it. No, that didn’t work! Harry tried again from a different angle. His bulk just wouldn’t fit for some reason.

With a sick crunch, the handlebars crumpled into his trunk.

Just great. Now the bike was embedded.

They say you never forget how to ride a bike, but this was so much easier when he was a sapling.


This story was written as part of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’s Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge. This is my first time participating, and I welcome constructive feedback! The challenge is to write a 100-word story based on a photo prompt. Enjoy!

34 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Easier When You’re Younger

  1. Very cool, Rachael, you went somewhat along the same lines I did. Maybe Bob and your tree could go get glasses together and check out the women trees.. I don’t think the bike riding is going to work out so well!

    1. Yes! I bet Harry and Bob would make quite a pair. I hear there’s some cute cherry trees down the road with pink flowers in their hair…!

      Great minds think alike, Perry! 🙂 Glad to meet a fellow humor writer.

  2. Wow, I love this, Rachael! It reminded me a hint of Harry Potter. I love Harry Potter (and Hello Kitty!). Now, you have infected me in wanting to try this flash fiction here….

    1. You should definitely join the fun, my friend! 🙂 Why not give this week’s prompt a shot, if you’re not already working on it? 😀

  3. Put me in mind of the Ents in LOTR…not that they rode bicycles, but what might have happened had they tried. Maybe he’ll have to branch out into a different form of transportation.


  4. Dear Rachael,

    Poor Harry. Too stiff and wooden to ride a bicycle. I for one am stumped as to how he was going to get on it.;)
    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. Hope you know what you’re getting yourself into.



    1. Thanks, Eric! The same thing happened to me when I tried to fit into a tricycle again as an adult. Now I’m wearing it, like poor Harry!

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