Week of 12-15 through 12-21-2015

We are given a photo prompt and approximately 75-175 words with which to build our stories with. It is fun and addicting and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

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Eddie found an old bicycle in someone’s trash.

He took it home, painted it, put new tires on it and cleaned the chain.

When he got on it to ride, he put his feet on the pedals and it became a magic bicycle.

It lifted off the ground, spun around, and sped through the air with lighting speed, while Eddie called out the directions of where to go.

His friend, Butler, did not believe in magic, so Eddie told him he would make a believer out of him.

He instructed Butler what to do and the bicycle took off just like it had with him.

Butler became a believer in magic that day!

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Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Sunday Photo Fiction – December 13th 2015


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It snowed all day, the streets were slick and traffic was horrific.

Megan’s car was hit by a large truck causing the car to spin around, hit a pole and slide into a tree.

She called to her son, Cooper, who was in the back seat.  There was no answer.

Megan was trying to catch her breath while frantically looking outside the car for someone to help.  She was sure she saw her father, but dismissed that when she realized the figure was a white silhouette of a man on a sign.

She passed out and woke up on a stretcher in the hospital.  Cooper was on a stretcher beside her.

He was ready to be taken to the operating room and he opened his eyes briefly and told her everything would be fine.  He said, “I spoke with grandpa and he told me you and I will be fine, and he will see us later because we are not ready to go yet.”

Megan’s tears trickled down her face.  Her father had passed away a few months before Cooper was born.

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Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


SIX  SENTENCE STORY….December 10, 2015


What Goes Around, Comes Around

I went to the driver license bureau to have my license renewed.

After standing in line for twenty minutes, a young man at the counter told me I would have to have a number before he could wait on me.

I told him it took me twenty minutes to get to the counter and I didn’t know I needed a ticket number, but he just smiled and said, “I’m sorry miss, I do not make the rules, I just follow them and it is standard procedure that a customer have a number before I can process their paper work.”

Two weeks later I was working and that same young man came to my desk to pay his property tax, and I told him he needed to have a number before I could process his paper work.

He told me he did not see the number dispenser, and he had waited to see me  for over fifteen minutes.

I politely told him that I did not make the rules, I just follow them and it is standard procedure to require customers to have a number before processing any of their paper work.

 Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


43rd Challenge for

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 12-08 through 12-14-2015

This week’s photo prompt is provided by, Louise, author of the blog, “The Storyteller’s Abode.”
Thank you Louise!
Time Travel
“Debbie, I traveled back in time while waiting for you, ” Jan remarked.
“What do you mean?”
“Remember Thad?”
“You mean the guy you dated eight years ago?”
“Yes, that one.”
“What about him?”
“I was sitting here with him on a date just like I use to eight years ago!”
“Yes!  For thirty minutes I  actually relived a date I had with him at this very same table.  I’m serious, we were talking about going to the park and all of a sudden I was sitting here alone again.”
“That is really weird and scary!”
“I  know and I’ve heard of that happening to people, but I never believed it.”
“Look, he left his baseball cap with his name on it and it still has the photo of this little cafe on the front of it.  This cafe was a bright blue.  Here’s the cap.”
“Wow!  Hey waiter, we need a couple of real strong drinks over here!”
Words (157)

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION …. December 6, 2015

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly writing challenge where a photo is used as a prompt for a piece of fiction using around 200 words. The piece doesn’t have to centre around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

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Charlie and Tom were standing by the fence talking when Charlie’s horse, Zinger, started playing around the donkey and laughing.

Tom smiled, “is your horse laughing?”

“Yes, he does that a lot, especially when he’s with Dunkin.”

“Where did the name Dunkin come from?”

“Oh! He just loves donuts, so I named him Dunkin.”

“After Dunkin Donuts?”

“Sure, it fits him perfect.”

“Are you entering your laughing horse in the race tomorrow?”

“Yes, I can’t let a winner stay home on a race day!”

Zinger was way behind all the other horses in the race and laughing, so Tom felt confident that his horse, Bossco , would win the race.

Then, Zinger took off like a firecracker was behind him, passed all the other horses, and crossed the finish line.  He continued to laugh and the crowd went wild with clapping and laughter.

Words (142)

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Hello, long time no see, largely down to my own fault. I’m kicking off the return of the six word story challenge, with the rather appropriate RETURN.

Entries by Friday at 5pm, via the blue frog and linking back to me on your entry so I get a ping back.


Door opened, she wouldn’t release me!

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



I love participating in various challenges especially writing challenges with prompts. Author Dan Alatorre hosts this amazing Flash Fiction Challenge where he gives a scenario and a keyword (actually its not him, its the randomizer that picks the scene and the keyword for you from his list) and you can write anything within a 1000 words  based on the scene, the keyword must become a part of your caption.

The list this time were all based on Holiday Scenes. The random number I got was number 4 and keyword number 8. My scene:  “One reindeer laying down with five other reindeer glaring at her.”  and my keyword was “Present“.

If you are interested in participating, click on the link above to read the instructions and choose your scene and keyword. Here is the story I came up with. Hope you enjoy it!

Present Speculation 

It was a beautiful winter night and the snow began to softly coat the ground with all it’s glory. Santa’s reindeer were relaxing before the big  Christmas event.

The conversation among them was a real eye opener!

“Who do you think will get the present from Prancer?” Donder inquired.

“Dasher spoke up and answered, “I bet it will be Rudolph because he is the favorite reindeer and he gets everything!”

Comet remarked, “it’s too bad all of us won’t get one.”

Cupid laughed, “come on, you know there are too many of us, so that’s not possible.”

Blitzen wailed, “I know, but why can’t it be me this year?  I heard Dancer got her present last year.”

Prancer had overheard the conversation and told them they just needed to stop the nonsense and back off because it wasn’t possible for her to give everyone a present this year.

They questioned her once again. ” Who will get the present  this year?”

Prancer looked at them and laughed, “you will find out in due time, but  now we need to get ready to help Santa deliver all the presents to the children.  They are counting on us tonight and it’s our job to deliver.  So, stop your speculation about who gets my present and let’s get to work to make this the best Christmas delivery ever!”

As usual, all the reindeer worked together and followed Rudolph’s lead.  It turned out  a fantastic adventure for them and they came home feeling exhausted, but full of Christmas Cheer.

Donder yelled, “Rudolph is calling us to go to the barn.  I think Prancer is going to give her Christmas present to one of us now!”

Dasher wailed, “sure it’s going to be given to Rudolph, you know that!”

All the reindeer entered the barn and there lay Prancer with a sweet little reindeer calf and Vixen was proudly standing beside her.


Prancer said, “my Christmas present is for Vixen this year guys.  Perhaps I can give another one to one of you next year!”

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

ARTICLE IN THE SUN NEWS …. (reference…SUN POST HERALD  (12/23/2010 at 1:48 p.m.)  asked teachers at several schools to share pupils responses to a couple of questions.

  1. How does Santa Claus get his reindeer to fly?         Answers:  “Santa puts his magic on the snow when it falls on Christmas Eve. When the reindeer eat it they can fly.”    “Santa puts magic dust on the collars and belts.  That makes the reindeer fly.”    “Santa trusts God to make his reindeer fly for Christmas Eve.”    Santa Claus makes magic carrots.”    Santa uses Christmas spirit to make his reindeer fly.”
  2. What is your favorite holiday/Christmas song?      Answers:  “Frosty the Snowman because its catchy.”    “I like Rudolph the red nose raindeer because I  love raindeer.”    “Twelve Days of Christmas because it counts up to twelve.”    “All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth because I want mine to come in.”   “Deck the Halls because I like the la, la, la, part.”    “My favorite song is Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer because it reminds me how people used to treat my friends so every time I hear it it makes me feel good about myself.  Because when people are mean to my friends, I stand up for them.”




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Walking down the street, you encounter a folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. You pick it up and read it and immediately, your life has changed. Describe this experience.

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I was walking down the street one afternoon when I came upon a piece of folded colored paper. I walked past it but my curiosity got the best of me so I turned around and picked up the piece of paper.

As I  unfolded the paper, my life changed immediately!

The message I read…..You have just felt the POWER of Anthrax powder.  My fingers were coated with the white powder.

I was shocked and terrified with a wave of panic!  My body was breathless.

Copyright © 2015 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved