Bloody Foreigners – Flash Fiction

Bloody Foreigner’s


Image courtesy of Kent Bonham

We had been stuck behind this car for ages, as we traveled on holiday, my dad was getting more and more frustrated

“Bloody foreigners!” he shouted angrily.

“At least if you are going to come over to this country and drive on our road…”

I try to and calm him down.

“They’re not that bad dad, a lot of them come over here and do good things.”

“Like what!”

“Many of those in our medical profession come from abroad.”


He suddenly went quiet, thinking…


I hoped he was remembering all they had done for mum, before she died..

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I have been trying hard with my grammar this week, I generally have no clue where I am supposed to put these marks. I seemed to have missed 101 in grammar at school. To the point of my son (8) knows better grammar than me!!!

But I am trying to learn from the feedback I have been getting from my story on Scribophile.


14 thoughts on “Bloody Foreigners – Flash Fiction

    1. My daughter has just changed her wii character to have a black face, and she had purlyl done this out of innocence, because she knows no different and what it can signify, she just fancied a different colour!

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  1. Haha! I went to high school in a tourist town and remember my parents screaming something similiar. They didnt yell foreigners but Tourists! That brought up a lot of happy memories and a smile to my face. Thank you for the great start to this friday!


  2. Out of the mouths of babes…
    Since you asked for feedback, it should be: They’re not that bad instead of ‘there’ 🙂


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