MLMM- Photo Challenge #281- The rescue

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Agonizing cries rend the air. The crew were working desperately to rescue the man trapped under the fallen tree who was close to being submerged in the raging currents of the rain swelled river. He had a fractured leg and was in agony whenever the torrents move it.

There was a big splash in the water. All the people turned to see what or who had jumped in. A man was standing on the bank and his dog was swimming towards the trapped man. “Sir your dog in in danger of being swept away in the flood”, the rescue team leader shouted to him. “Don’t worry, he is a trained rescue dog. He will support the victim while you arrange his extraction” And the presence of the dog calmed the man enough for extraction team to get him out to safety.

The Prompt;

Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.

Alternatively,

If you are an artist or photographer, use this as an opportunity to showcase your own work.

You have 1 week to complete this challenge.

Please credit the artist!

When you’re done, TAG the post Photo Challenge and MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie, and add your link to the Link Button. Also don’t forget to link to this post or copy your post’s URL into the comments. We can read your post sooner that way.

In response to;

MLMM- Photo Challenge #281

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#PhotoChallange

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #32

FFFCWelcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.”

The image below is from Tama66 at Pixabay.com.4D7762F2-60E8-4600-9493-28F3099F041F

Thomas looked around before closing up the door for the last time. He had spent all his life as in-charge of this post office. Now everything had changed. No one used his post office for sending off letters. No one dropped in to buy the newspaper or stamps. None of the oldies wanted to stop over for a chat anymore. It was a sign of change. Progress they called it. To him it was another sign of disconnect the society was facing these days!

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The Prompt;

If this picture inspires you and you wish to participate, please write your post, use the tag #FFFC, and link back to this post.

In response to;

Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge # 32

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#FFFC

MLMM- Wordle #150- Disaster shoe shopping

Wordle #150

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1. Find Out✔️
2. 100 Yards✔️
3. Slubber (to perform hastily or carelessly)✔️
4. Rarefied✔️
5. Slip✔️
6. North✔️
7. Buy✔️
8. Shoes✔️
9. Kill✔️
10. Saturday✔️
11. Brag✔️
12. Rule✔️

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When a slubber, buys the shoes for you, you will find out within a 100 yards the mistake in trusting them with this purchase. The shoes are going to kill your feet before that rarefied party you were going to attend on Saturday. And you won’t be able to brag about them to anyone. Better slip them off, and toss them north. Make a rule not to entrust shoe shopping to someone else.

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In response to:

MLMM-Wordle #150

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Twittering Tales #154 17 September 2019

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Kat Myrman is the host of Twittering Tales.

If you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun!


This Week’s Twittering Tales #154 – 17 September 2019 – Photo Prompt

This week’s photo prompt comes to us from Tama66 at Pixabay.com. What do you think is in this trunk? Where did it come from? Who does it belong to? It’s a mystery! Can’t wait to find out! 

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Photo by Tama66 at Pixabay.com

They said these trunks belonged to Houdini, the famous magician. How grandpa got them in his attic was beyond Mick. He was forbidden to even touch them, let alone open. But how can you expect a fourteen year old be so obedient. Now the family is looking all over for him.

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Character count: 273

In response to;

Twittering Tales #154

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Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge-September 12 – The gift

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Everyone had said their goodbyes and now Cathy was sitting here to keep her mom company till the end. The doctor had told the family that she would not last tonight. Her mom was suffering from senile dementia, but pancreatic cancer was going to be the cause of her death. She was in coma since she came to the hospital. Suddenly she opened her eyes and gave Cathy a smile. Her hand gripped her’s in a strong grip. And then she passed away quietly. Cathy felt it was the greatest gift that she recognized her daughter at the end.

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Word count: 99

September 12, 2019, prompt:

In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the greatest gift. Answer it as if it were a question, or show what it could be. Go where the prompt leads you!

In response to:

Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge

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#FFC

Wordle # 421- Rendezvous at the club

The atmosphere was electric in the club. Jazz band playing and people swaying to the beat of the music. A few adventurous souls had the pluck to jive. Sandy felt a tap on her shoulder and looked around to see her friend Max behind her. She wasn’t expecting him but was happy to see her and her excitement was mirrored in his eyes too. They started to dance and she felt empowered by the ardor in Max’s expressions. Soon he lead her to a table and ordered a bottle of champagne for them. As the cork was pulled out, the champagne bubbled out of the bottle.Their eyes clashed and Sandy felt tears of joy in her eyes. On Max expressing concern, she said it was just the smoke in her eyes.

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In response to;

Wordle #421

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Sunday Photo Fiction – Sep 15 2019- Coming home

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Sunday Photo Fiction

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week a new photograph will be posted, either donated by a member of the community, or obtained from one of the FREE photo sites like Pixabay.com and Unsplash.com.

Photo from Pixabay

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A train journey

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #44

Photo Prompt;

This story is written in response to two prompts.

Crimson’s Creative Challenge -CCC#44

And

50 Words Thursday # 37

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A train journey

It had been ages since I had traveled by train. But the town I was to go to start my new job was more accessible by train. I booked my seat, waiting for it with pleasant anticipation.

The train was on time and initially the journey, quite uneventful. It was an hour into the trip, that I am rudely awakened from my reverie by a loud noise . When I look around, I see a turbulence outside my window. I instinctively plunge my hand out the open window. I feel a strong pull on my hand. I gasp and jerk my hand back, but it’s too late. The force which is creating the turbulence has me in its grip and pulling strongly. I try to anchor myself to something but I cannot get a good enough grip. Next thing I see is Earth receding far into a speck.

Word count: 150

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50 Words Thursday # 37

Photo Prompt;

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And the words:

I gasp and jerk my hand back, but it’s too late.” – The Archived – Victoria Schwab

Deb is the host of 50 Words Thursday this week

And

Crispina Kemp is the host of CCC

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The star 🌟

The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor with a lurch. He was here but reluctantly. His sister had begged him to come and meet this special girl who she thought had great musical talent.

He looked at the young girl, ”So this is the precocious talent you are trying to promote” There was a sardonic twist to his lips and boredom in his voice. Silvia understood his point of view. It was very common for friends and family to approach him with requests of giving their child a chance. He was a world-class musician after all. But she remained unfazed. She was convinced in her mind that once he would listen to Jackie playing the piano, he will be convinced that she indeed is a genius in making. He only needed to assimilate the magnitude of this little girls talent.

Without saying another word, she gestured to Jackie to play her piece. As soon as the notes of piano hit his ears he was captivated.

In response to the following prompts;

First line Fridays, A Prompt by Dylan Hughes

Your daily word Prompt;

Precocious

FOWC;

Assimilate

RDP;

Sardonic

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#RDP

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Fibbing Friday September 13-2019

As today is Friday the 13th, there may be some superstitious referrals here, or maybe you’d like to consider your answers to reflect that accordingly. Whatever your preference, tell your porkies and have fun!
So, here are your questions for today:

1. If flower seeds give us flowers and tomato seeds give us tomatoes, what does bird seed give us?

Birds, what else. You can sow them in your backyard and get a healthy crop of whatever breed of birds you desire. I personally like Robins.


2. How do you make a cat flap?

This is going to be messy, I must warn you beforehand. Take a cat and measure it’s height. Then take a door, any door and cut it into a hole. Now you have a cat flap.


3. Why is Friday 13th considered unlucky?

You’ve got it reversed. Friday the 13th considers all other days and dates unlucky because if it weren’t for them every day would be Friday the 13th.


4. When is the Witching Hour?

There is no fixed time of the day or night. It is whenever the brew is brewed!


5. Are familiars always cats?

I think cats are the least familiar of the animals. They often pretend not to know you at all! How about a garden gnome as a familiar?


6. Where did McDonald’s originate?

In the farm. With all the pigs, cow and horses etc.


7. What was the first thing Sleeping Beauty said when roused from sleep by her prince?

“Not you again”

“Why can’t it be a sensible and practical man who awakens me. I am fed up of empty headed princes”


8. What’s the difference between a sink and a basin?

Sink is a verb and it mean what the politicians are doing to our country. Basin is a big bowl. Sometimes it’s big enough to fit a sea in it.


9. Why does the wind howl?

Some thing has to join in with the wolves. They feel lonely howling by themselves.


10. Why do we say swinging the lead?

When we don’t want to say that you’re faking it.

In response to;

Fibbing Friday

A Prompt by Di

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#FibbingFridays