Danielle Dayney22 Comments on The War Was Over – A Micro Challenge

The War Was Over – A Micro Challenge

The War was over.

After deliberation, a patterned cotton dress was chosen to wear. Blond curls were begrudgingly folded into place and complaints were made against the necessity of clean teeth.

In the end, we hugged. I straightened her backpack and she boarded the bus joyfully.

Published by Danielle Dayney

Born and raised in Ohio, Danielle Dayney got her start writing rock concert reviews for a music magazine called The Glass Eye in Toledo. Today, her work has appeared in the Fredericksburg Literary and Art Review, Huffington Post, Dead Housekeeping, The Mindful Word, and in several anthologies including the Virginia Writers Centennial Anthology, Nevertheless We Persisted, and Beach Reads: Lost and Found. She also received awards at BlogHer for her creative nonfiction essays. Her debut essay collection is forthcoming from Brandylane Publishers.

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22 thoughts on “The War Was Over – A Micro Challenge”

  1. Beat About The Book September 7, 2016 — 6:25 am

    Aw that’s a sweet one. What wars the kids can fight!!

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  2. d3athlily September 7, 2016 — 6:57 am

    Ohhh I hope your daughter enjoyed her first day! It sounds like it was a hard-fought battle. Hehe

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      Danielle Dayney September 7, 2016 — 9:29 am

      She loves school. She only hates to get ready 🙂

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  3. Jen s September 7, 2016 — 2:01 pm

    I love you. She’s strong as an ox, she gets its from her mama! She looked very happy and safe!

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  4. alphabetstory September 7, 2016 — 3:41 pm

    Hard to let go, but then we are happy when they fly!

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  5. Michael September 7, 2016 — 6:00 pm

    Awww! That is definitely a fun take on the war prompt this week. 🙂

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  6. Shailaja V September 8, 2016 — 11:41 am

    This was adorable! And yes, those wars are the toughest to fight!

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  7. Donna-Louise Bishop September 8, 2016 — 11:55 am

    So many emotions conjured up with this one. Great job 🙂

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      Danielle Dayney September 8, 2016 — 1:34 pm

      Thanks DL! The “first day fight” was the first thing on my mind with the prompt. Now I’m at the “third day resistance” haha.

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      1. Donna-Louise Bishop September 8, 2016 — 3:26 pm

        Ha! You need to do the microstory sequel!

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  8. Lisa Shaw September 8, 2016 — 1:41 pm

    Getting kids ready for school is the actual worst. I felt that here, but also the love.

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  9. Melinda Kucsera September 8, 2016 — 2:43 pm

    Aww the first day of school battle 😊 I remember those. Of course, I was the kid refusing to go. 😊

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      Danielle Dayney September 8, 2016 — 2:49 pm

      It’s easier being on that side, trust me!

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  10. Jennifer G. Knoblock September 8, 2016 — 3:09 pm

    Those curls! I love the contrast between the neat, pretty exterior and the grumbling–so familiar. The “necessity of clean teeth,” ha!

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      Danielle Dayney September 8, 2016 — 3:28 pm

      Thanks, Jennifer! I loved your piece this week, too!

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  11. hemasmixedbag September 8, 2016 — 4:21 pm

    It is a war indeed! what a great take on the prompt, Danielle!

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  12. innatejames September 8, 2016 — 8:35 pm

    I liked your choice to use passive voice in the second paragraph. Kids have a way of removing themselves from their actions when they’re mad at us, don’t they?

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