66th Challenge

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-17 through 05-23-2016

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yinglan. Thank you Yinglan!

Dinosaur Truck

“Lynne, where did Calvin go?”  Adonis asked.

“The Connecticut Dinosaur Truck drove by and he ran after it in hopes of seeing some dinosaurs.”

“I remember when we chased after the ice cream trucks!  Now, kids chase dinosaur trucks,” he laughed.

“Mom, Dad, I’m home,” Calvin yelled.

“What kind of plastic and rubber dinosaurs did you see, Calvin?”  Adonis asked.

“Dad!  They weren’t made of plastic and rubber.  All of them were real!”  Calvin explained.

Calvin spoke breathtakingly, ” There were Sauropods and Raptors.  The Sauropod was a Brachiosaurus with a long gentle neck, and he was lazily plucking leaves off the top of trees. The Raptor was a Velociraptor with three-fingered hands and curved claws on each foot, covered with feathers.”

“Calvin, you know what I told you about exaggerating.  You have your facts right, but not the part about them being real.”

Suddenly, there was a loud noisy in front of the house.  Adonis looked out the window and saw a huge Brachiosaurus lazily plucking leaves off the top of the trees.

Words ( 174)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


MindLoveMiserys Menagerie #113


Floating In Life

As I float along in life, I remember things in the past.

My sixth birthday was full of joy, with my family and friends surrounding me.  Balloons floating aimlessly in the air, yet secured to the chairs.  We played fun games, laughed and giggled the day away with not a care in the world.

Becoming a teenager was very exciting.  I vividly recall make-up day. Friends got together and painted each other’s nails, styled their hair, and experimented with using cosmetics. And, of course, the conversations revolved around boys.

Age sixteen was very special.  I gained a bit of independence. Receiving my driver’s license paved a way for me.  I joined the workforce part time , earned my pay, and made decisions when spending the money.

Each year I faced many changes in my life.  Some experiences were happy, some sad, and there were many challenges.

Life is a journey and we learn many things along the way.  A great deal of which is learned long after we need them.  I can look back and see many things that I wish I had known years ago, but life is that way.

I know everything starts from within.  There is the belief in myself, forgiveness, love, gratefulness, courage and patience.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Tale Weaver



“Wickedson brought us more food and supplies,”  Monica told Allison.

“That must mean he’s probably going on another trip to give us so much stuff,” Allison remarked.

“Good!  We won’t have to put up with him for a while, hopefully! ” Monica said in disgust.

“Taylor, we need to repair these walls while Wickedson is away. I’ve already started in the kitchen, but there are floors that need repaired also and I think we can do them first,” Jim said.

“But, Wickedson stressed to you that the floors can wait for a while,” Jim reminded him.

“Well, he’s gone for about a month and I’m doing the floors first!  Let’s start over on the other side of the house.”

“Where does this little hallway lead to?” Taylor inquired.”

“I don’t know, but it’s strange that it’s in a walk-in closet.”

They found a small door tucked behind a wall of bricks and had to pry it open.

While trying to get it opened, they heard screams on the other side of the door.

When they pushed the door open, they found Monica and Allison staring at them in disbelief!

They learned that Wickedson had kidnapped the girls and had them locked up for over two years.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


The following photo is the PROMPT. Keep in mind that all photos are the property of the contributor, therefore copyrighted and require express permission to use for purposes other than Friday Fictioneers. Giving credit to whom credit is due is proper etiquette.



“Miranda, this is such a beautiful building and the view across the lake is breathtaking!”  Sharon stated.

“Yes, and Alexander’s mother, Tiffany, made all the arrangements for this celebration.  She wished his father had lived to see them pin the Medal of Honor on him.”

Tiffany smiled with pride as Alexander walked up on the stage. She was determined to see this great event even though her accident prevented her from being on the stage with him and his siblings.

After the Medal Of Honor was pinned on him, she took one last look and disappeared in the light to join his father.

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Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Six Sentence Story

Three Line Tales, Week Fifteen

TLT photo prompt by Erol Ahmed

TLT week 15: lemons

Change Your Outlook

“Marcie, my life is full of lemons because things are always going wrong,” Hank complained.

“Then do something about it and change your outlook on life!”

“If you get a lemon in life just change it into lemonade and enjoy the results.”

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-10 through 05-16-2016

This week’s photo prompt is provided by S. Writings. Thank you S. Writings!

Travel Machine

“Zed, come over here,” Zender whispered.

“Why, and why are you whispering?”

“Never mind, just get over here!”

“Look at that!”

“Mercy, Zender!  Is that a travel machine?”

“I think so.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Well, it has those round things on the front and back, those clear looking things to see through and those little protruding things on the side  used to pull apart a section of the machine.”

“Why does it pull apart?”

“So the humans can get inside.”

“What happens then?”

“There’s a real loud sound and the thing starts to actually move! “

“Let’s go over there and see if we can make it move.”

“No way!”

“Why not?”

“Because I saw one of them moving really fast one time and another one came up behind it with a big twirling red thing on top of it.”

“What happened then?”

“I don’t know because both of the machines were traveling extremely fast and they disappeared out of my sight!”

Words (172)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


Flash Fiction For The Purposeful Practitioner

The opening sentence for the May 5th Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: “Didn’t you bring a shovel?” Please use this sentence (or this thought) somewhere in your flash.



Best Friends

“Cassie said, “Bethany when are you moving into your new apartment?”

“Oh!  I’m still deciding what to do.”

Carla, Rose, and Cassie saw a painting of an old lantern and brush laying on the table and asked what she was going to do with it.

Bethany said, “I don’t know yet.”

Carla looked at Rose and Cassie and said, “didn’t you bring a shovel to bury it?”

Everyone laughed.

Bethany discovered the painting was very valuable, so she had a replica of it made and sold the original.

A month later, she picked up her friends and drove to her new house.

They were so surprised and really happy for her and as they were about to enter her room she called “special”,  there was the painting of the old lantern and brush they had seen at her apartment hanging on the door.

Under the painting was a little shovel shaped banner with the words…..Best Friends Always Help You Shovel Yourself Through Life.

The room was beautifully decorated and they saw several items that her friends had given her over the years.

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved


P. J. Plays Baseball

Six Sentence Story…..Base

Baseball, Sport, Children, Game, Playing

P.J. Plays Baseball

“Do we really have to let your little brother play baseball with us?  Ralph asked.

“Yes, but I will help him understand the game and I will hit the ball for him,”  Stanley remarked.

“Now P.J., when I hit the ball you run to the first base, second base, third base, and then run home,”  Stanley said.

“Are you sure I can run that fast?  P.J. questioned.

“Of course you can!”

Stanley hit the ball, P.J. ran to first base, 2nd base, 3rd base and continued running all the way out of the park to his home!

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved



Flash Fiction For Aspiring Writers



“Look up there Taylor!”  Missy said.

“Wow!  That’s a huge statue.”

“I wonder what happened to his arm,”  Missy inquired.

“Good question!  Something really strong must have caused it to break off like that! Maybe it was an earthquake.”

“That’s possible, but I don’t see an arm around here anywhere.  I think the statue was somewhere else, but  moved here for some reason.” Missy said.

“Now, my curiosity is up.  I’ll check with Google and see what I can find out.”

Words (81)

Copyright © 2016 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved