Kristian is the host of 50 Words Thursday this week
The Rules:
- Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
- The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50-word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
- Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
- HAVE FUN!
So here is the picture for this week:

“… after that, he had to make his way all down the parade to the West Pier” – Brighton Rock, Graham Greene.
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He sat on the ledge and saw the humans milling around in dozens. Some were in the water while others were enjoying themselves on the beach. To his wise eyes, this all looked foolish. Why were they willing to take the risk of falling sick and dying just because they craved fun?
He briefed his team that after his observations, saying that there was no hope for these people. After that, he had to make his way all down the parade to the West Pier, where they were waiting to pick him up. If people saw him walking down that sandy beach, they dismissed him as just another pigeon looking for something to eat. Little did they know that in the guise of harmless birds, he and his team were planning to invade this planet and rid it of these stupid humans. Who weren’t fit to live here at all.
150 Words
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That’s quite an imagination. Didn’t see the end coming.😀
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Thanks Ramya
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Can’t really say I blame them!
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A sad fate. 🤔
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Perhaps there are several alien species who might well be thinking along those lines!
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Yup, maybe.
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Agree, agree, and then what an ending! Super! 🙂
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Thanks.
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Very nice 👌 👌
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Thanks.
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A wasp just stung me
Can you tell who I am
That I’m writhing in pain
I’m on the promenade
Just there
The woman who had a glorious day
Bringing her baby to the ocean for the first time
We saw fish
Tasted salt water
Watched the boats sway with the breeze
Do you see me
Holding my baby with my throbbing arm
I was trying to create memories
Have the perfect day
Then
I was stung
By the ultimate party pooper
He could have minded his business
But instead
He stung me
And now, my perfect day is ruined
100 words, based on a true story lol
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These things happen on days we are trying to have fun. Good story
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Fantastic. 🙂
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Thanks Jeff
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Reblogged this on Relax, It's all Write and commented:
My submission, 100 words, based on a true story:
A wasp just stung me
Can you tell who I am
That I’m writhing in pain
I’m on the promenade
Just there
The woman who had a glorious day
Bringing her baby to the ocean for the first time
We saw fish
Tasted salt water
Watched the boats sway with the breeze
Do you see me
Holding my baby with my throbbing arm
I was trying to create memories
Have the perfect day
Then
I was stung
By the ultimate party pooper
He could have minded his business
But instead
He stung me
And now, my perfect day is ruined
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Thanks 🙏
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