Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #41

FFFCWelcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” The image below is from Andrew Neel at Pexels.com.DF7054B5-FFC3-4D5C-9123-06AA5BC527C9(For the visually challenged, the image shows an unmade bed in what may be a hotel room. There’s a laptop, a camera, and some other items on laid out on the bed.)

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Everything was in place. The camera was ready and the program uploaded on the laptop.

50 Words Thursday # 46

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:

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And the Words: “I have to remind myself to breathe – almost to remind my heart to beat!” – Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte.

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I am free at last. I have to remind myself to breathe – almost to remind my heart to beat. The excitement of being out of that prison compounded with the fear of recapture was acting on my nervous system like a potent drug.

I look around me and see that I had come out on a vast prairie. There is a road down some distance from where I am standing. I just need to get there and hitch a ride before they find out that I have escaped their private prison. My crime was that I was the only witness to a crime and they don’t want me to testify. They abducted me and kept me in a secluded house in the middle of nowhere.

I rush towards the parked cars on the road when my steps are arrested by a voice.

” Going somewhere, sweetheart?”

My captors have found me.

~*~

Word count: 150

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Three Line Tales, Week 198

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Welcome to Week 198 of Three Line Tales.

three line tales, week 198: a girl with a dollphoto by Museums Victoria via Unsplash

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #40

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FFFCWelcome to Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.

The image below is from Pixabay at Pexels.com C1303D01-1585-49C6-8C78-9687D5AA85A5For the visually challenged, the image shows a man at an easel doing a charcoal sketch of the face of another man.

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Matt was a great artist. The problem was that only he thought so. He had a passion for art and would spend all his spare time drawing and painting. All the available space in his home was taken up with his finished and unfinished works of art.

Then one day he was asked to do a portrait of someone who had seen a few of Matt’s paintings. He was very excited and arrived early at the home of his client. He was met by the client’s son who asked him to wait in the study. He came back after a few minutes and showed Matt a picture of his father.

“This is my father, a few years ago. I want you to age him about ten years and add a beard and glasses”

Matt looked at him, puzzled. “But I was given to understand that I was to do a live portrait”

“I am sorry for misleading you. Actually, my father has been missing for the last ten years. He disappeared without any reason or explanation. We looked for him everywhere but no one could find a clue. Now the police have contacted us with the information that they have found the whereabouts of a man who looks like him but he has a beard and wears glasses. They need a picture of him to be able to identify him and question him. That’s where you come in!”

Matt scratched his head and got to drawing the portrait.

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50 Words Thursday # 45 -A place in the clouds

Deb Whittam 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.

Here’s the picture:

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And the words:

“Only Agatha knew that she might be about to commit bigamy.”   – Agatha Raisin and the Murderous Marriage – M.C. Beaton.

 

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She stood at the edge of the hill and looked down. The fog was swirling and churning like a hot brew. She knew what lay at the heart of that foggy place. Slowly she made her way down. She had a mission to accomplish and was ready to go to any length for it. It had become personal for her and only Agatha knew that she might be about to commit bigamy. But this was no time to be squeamish or politically correct. She had to trap the mad man down there in her trap, using all the womanly wiles in her power, even going to the extent of marrying him. He had to be made to trust her so that she could sabotage his evil plan to destroy the valley and the cities nearby with this device he was going to explode. She just had a few days left.

 

 

Word count: 150

 

 

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Crimson Creative Challenge # 52 –

Crispina is the host of Crimson Creative Challenge.

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How peaceful it all looked. Nobody would have thought that danger lurked in this quiet place. Chris was out for a walk with his dog, Bruno when he was startled by a sudden whoosh behind him. He didn’t have time to check it out when darkness enveloped him. When he came to, he was hanging upside down with his feet firmly bound by a rope and hung from the branch of the tallest tree. Below he could see figures gathered around a bonfire.

He couldn’t think straight. What was going on? Was he a captive of cannibals?

The Prompt;

Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN

Here’s how it works:

Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE

  • Your creative offering is indeed yours
  • Your writing is kept to 150 words or less

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #39 – For the love of music

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FFFCWelcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

The image below is from Papafox at Pixabay.com.54A4C10F-132F-429C-836C-B11A313749B8For the visually challenged, the image shows a large chimpanzee sitting on a stool on a stage strumming on an electric guitar and smoking a cigarette.

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The music was loud, the cords discordant and clashing. But he sat there like a rockstar, expecting applause and adulation. There was just one man in the audience. He sprang up from his seat at the end of the performance and barely containing his anger cane on to the stage.

“What did you think of my song, Mr. G?”Barry said in a nonchalant tone.

George couldn’t keep back the sarcastic retort which was dying to be let loose.

” If I gave a chimpanzee a guitar, he would sing and perform better than you…. much better”

Daily Prompts – Spooky

It looked innocuous and benign in the daylight

But come nightfall it turned spooky, scary

The carved pumpkin with hare’s teeth

Wore an irate frown and it’s eyes blazed with anger

Seeing his own creation turn into a living monster

Was enough to make his the hair at his nape stand

He thought that a prudent retreat would be wise

But looking back he saw he was surrounded

By little friends of the pumpkin dancing an evil jig

Alas the heir to the pumpkin patch fortune

Was lost on the Halloween night under strange circumstances!

In response to the following prompts;

Your daily word Prompt;

Innocuous

FOWC;

Irate

RDP;

Light

Word of the day Challenge;

Spooky

3TC;

Hare, Hair, Heir

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #36

Fandango is the host of Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge.

Welcome to “Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge.” Each week I will be posting a photo I grab off the internet and challenge bloggers to write a relatively short flash fiction piece inspired by the photo. While there are no definitive style or word limits, I suggest trying to keep your posts to under 300 words.

So now it’s time for this week’s Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. The image below is from Fandango at fivedotoh.com.

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They sat on the chair, soaked and bedraggled. Sitting there they looked forlorn and sad.

Her next door neighbor Mrs Jenkins opened her back door and waved to her. Then her glance was caught on the toys. She went pale and gasped audibly. ” What… who brought those?” she said in a strange tone. Sally shrugged her shoulders and told her that she was wondering that same thing. But Mrs Jenkins apperednot to have heard her. touching.

“It can’t be” she uttered. A look of fright anod confusion on her face. Sally thought that her behaviour was strange. Quite unlike her usual cheefull self.

“What is it Laura? Why are you bothered by these toys?”

” You don’t know Sally because you weren’t living here when that tragedy happened”

” What are you talking about?”

“The family who lived here before you, they……”

She stopped and stumbled on her words.

“They lost their five year old daughter when she drowned in this pool. These were the toys she was trying to fish out of water when she went under. The parents couldn’t bear to live here anymore and sold the house within months”

She hurried on with the account of the mishap.

” I knew she would come back! I knew that she wants revenge” she shouted hysterically.

“But why would she want revenge? It was an accident, wasn’t it?” Sally asked perplexed.

” I hated her high pitched voice, always singing those horrible rhymes. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I pushed her in to teach her a lesson. I didn’t wanted her dead. It was an accident, I swear” she ended sobbingly.

Sally took out her police badge and told Mrs Jenkins that she was under arrest for the murder of Jenny.

They had their suspicions but needed a confession from Mrs Jenkins.

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(Sorry the word count is wee bit over 300)

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