The Boy of Hamelin Hans sat under a tree, brooding. Passersby muttered their greetings, and he spat back. Misers! He cursed himself for being a cripple. Ten years had passed since that night. He never heard that tune again. Growing up in a children-less town sucked! Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPinterestTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related 17 thoughts on “The Boy of Hamelin” Add yours Such a clever story giving this alternative POV. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you, Sarah Ann. The prompt was very challenging and absolutely fantastic. LikeLike Reply That’s a different take on the tale. I like it LikeLike Reply That’s a different take on the tale. I like it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you, Piyali. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Oh buy, poor kid, unable to leave with the others. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply He’d be a tad bitter, right? LikeLike Reply I have nominated you for the Mysterious Blogger Award. 🙂 https://namiwise.wordpress.com/2018/08/02/mysterious-blogger-award/ LikeLike Reply A very interesting perspective on this story! Hans’ bitterness and longing really comes through. I didn’t love the last line – for me, the vernacular broke the fairy tale “vibe.” LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Very true now I look back at it. Thanks for the comment, Christine. Much appreciated. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Fabulous micro fiction this! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you, Natasha. LikeLike Reply The boy who was left behind! Brilliant! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Have always wondered what would be his mindset. Glad this prompt came by. 🙂 LikeLike Reply Simply loved this, Varad. I always wondered about that kid who got left behind. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Same here. I always love these YeahWrite challenges. They really are challenging. Loved your take as well, Meena. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply to Varad Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.