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

 

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JACKSON’S REFLECTION

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-22 through 03-28-2016

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Uday, with the blog, Udayology. Thank you Uday!

“Raymond, are you sure this is the right place?”  Jackson asked.

“Yes, the place is old but it is the original photo centre.  They never bothered to change the name.”

“Alright, I’ll do it since it is the only photo centre that deals with life changes.  But, I think the name of their business is misleading.”

The saleswoman wrote down Jackson’s request and directed him to a  room.

Jackson walks out of the room, stands in front of a full length mirror, sees his reflection, which shows straight pointed ears, and fur all over his body!  He screams, but all he hears is a loud barking sound!

Jackson looked like the Rin -Tin -Tin dog!

The saleswoman didn’t understand why he was so upset, after all, he did tell her he wanted to look like  a famous actor.

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SUNDAY DRIVE

SUNDAY PHOTO FICTION

The idea of Sunday Photo Fiction is to create a story / poem or something using around about 200 words with the photo as a guide. It doesn’t have to be centre stage in the story, I have seen some where the placement is so subtle, the writer states where it is.

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Sunday Drive

“Joey! Look at those pigs over there,” Suzy said with excitement.

Joey looked over at her and said, “Suzy, those animals are not pigs. They are  rhinos.”

“Why are they called that?”

“I don’t know, but they are really ugly!”

Joey and Suzy’s mom spoke up and said, “all animals have their own look, just like humans do.”

Suzy laughed and pointed to Joey saying, “Joey is like a rhino.”

“I am not! I don’t look like a rhino.”

“No, you are right, you don’t look like a rhino, you look like a nut!”

“Stop it, Suzy!”

“Joey is a nut, he has a rubber butt, every time he turns around  he goes putt, putt! “

“Mom! Make her stop it.”

“That’s enough, I want both of you  silent for the next ten minutes.  I need  peace and quiet,” their mom remarked.

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SENSE OF HUMOR

FLASH FICTION FOR ASPIRING WRITERS ….Challenge   January 5, 2016

 

Photo credit: Pixabay.com

Sense Of Humor

“Good morning, I have an appointment with Dr. Jones. ”

“Which Dr. Jones?  We have two in this office.”

“Oh!  I don’t know.”

“What is your date of birth and last name?”

“I was born on April 1, 1981 and my last name is Not.”

“Is that spelled K n o t?”

“No, it is not. It is spelled N o t.”

“Really!  What is your first name Mr. Not?”

“It is Will.”

“Really!”

“Yes, Will Not.”

“Mr. Not you are scheduled with Dr. Bony Jones.”

“Really!”

“Yes sir.  I also need the name of someone to contact in case of an emergency.”

“My mother can be contacted.  Her last name is Bell. ”

“What is her first name?”

“It is Clara.”

“Really! It’s Clara Bell?”

“That is correct.  My grandmother and mother had a sense of humor.”

“Just out of curiosity, Mr. Not, do you have any children?”

“I have a son.  His name is Ken.”

“So, it’s Ken Not?”

“Yes, I almost have a sense of humor!”

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LAST DAY OF 2015

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSE PRACTITIONER   ….Week #1  2016

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The opening sentence for the January 1st Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner:  

“Of all the places I thought I would end up on New Year’s Eve…” 

Last Day Of 2015

“Why did it have to happen tonight?” Maxwell pouted.

Scarlet crossed her eyes at him, “because little pout face, it’s a sign.”

“What sign?”

“The big one in the sky that looks like huge dark clouds with lighting  striking in all directions.”

“But why?”

“Probably because we can not see the fireworks tonight. Now, we will spend our last day of 2015 stuck in a bowling alley!”

“I hate bowling!”

“Welcome to the club, my little brother.”

“Let’s go over to  the bookstore instead.”

“We can’t, it’s raining cats and dogs out there now.”

“It’s not raining cats and dogs!”

“That’s just an expression some people use when it’s raining really hard.”

“Hee! Hee!  It would be fun to see cats and dogs dropping from the sky.”

“I figured you would say that.”

“Maxwell, we might as well make this a fun night.”

“Bowling is not fun, remember?”

“No bowling for us little brother. We will be bringing in the new year playing video games!”

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PRIMA DONNA

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 11-17 through 11-23-2015

This week’s photo prompt is provided by, Sonya-only 100 words.

Prima Donna

Prima Donna walked leisurely across the lawn feeling proud as a peacock!  She was thinking to herself, “yes, I am proud as a peacock, I am a peacock!  I’m bright and beautiful and every peacock is envious of me.”

She looked around at the other peacocks and felt sorry for them.  They were pretty, but did not come close to her beauty.

They looked at her as if they had seen a ghost!  She couldn’t understand why.  Then, as she strutted past a reflecting glass, she felt horrified!  All of her gorgeous colors had turned white.

She chided herself for eating all the white jelly beans the other day.  Now, she looked ghost-like and had to endure months of stares before her beautiful colors come back!

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EXCESSIVE

Sunday Photo Fiction – September 27th 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 center around exactly what the photo is, it can be just used as a basis for a story.

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EXCESSIVE

“Look at that Milton, Freddy is bringing in two more of the Blue Devil Race cars,” Baxter yelled.

“Wow! I can’t believe they did it again, ” said Milton.

“Well, you know how the old saying goes,  ‘monkey see, monkey do’. “

“Sure, but it seems impossible for it to keep happening month after month.”

“Old man Freeman always insisted that his sons have everything alike.  It’s been that way since they were babies.  I guess, subconsciously, they are living up to that madness of his.”

“Sure, but wrecking cars the same color, on the same day, and the same race is what I’d call going overboard on the old man’s tradition.  I don’t care if they are twins, and have always had everything exactly alike, that’s just plain excessive!”

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DOVES TALE

Sunday Photo Fiction – August 16th 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. This week’s photo is a pair of loved up doves, so you can use the image in any way you feel you want to.

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HOUSTON AND JOLENE

“Come on Jolene,  give me a break!”  Houston chirped.

Turning her head around to look Houston in the eyes she replied, “so you think just because you come flying back into my life, I would be lovey dovey and pretend that everything is hunky dory?”

Houston moved closer to her and gave her a quick peck on her bill and said, “I never knew what love was until I met you, then when distance pulled us apart, I found what true love is.”

She flapped her wings in anger and moved a good distance from him. She said, “distance did not pull us apart Houston.  Your desire to satisfy your need to fly from city to city pulled us apart!  I know now that I can not trust you.”

Houston’s feathers puffed up as he said, “why can’t you trust me Jolene?”

She simply replied, “because you, Houston, are a flight risk.”

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FAST

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS

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PHOTO PROMPT – © Madison Woods

FAST

Walgreen was clutching to the side of the building with what little strength he had left after traveling at top speed. “What’s the big hurry?”  he shouted at Tanner.

Turning his face from the window, Tanner gave him a cheeky grin and said, “everything is served  on the fly’  , Walgreen.”

Walgreen looked puzzled and replied, “why would they serve everything on a fly?”

“You don’t understand, ” Tanner said, as he flapped his wings with excitement. “McDonald’s has finally started serving all their food fast, so they can truly proclaim they are a fast food restaurant!”

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