SIX SENTENCE STORIES        cue…mine


Suddenly, we heard a loud rumbling sound and there was complete darkness!

The silence I experienced after the rumble, shook me to the realization that we were in serious trouble.

I called out to Bob, Frank, Jose, and Ryan, but did not receive a response.

I scanned the area for any sign of light, but there was not even a flicker.

Any kind of movement was impossible for me, so I laid there praying and passed out from the pain in my back.

It took the rescuers over two hours to clear the area of the coal mine and rescue us.

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 08-15 through 08-21-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by artycaptures.wordpress.com. Thank you artycaptures!

A Valuable Cup

“George, I think I heard someone yell when you pulled the lever on the truck,” Maddox said.

“I didn’t hear anything!”

“Well there’s no noise now, so it was probably just something someone threw away.” Maddox said.

“We only have two more streets to cover  before we dump this load of garbage and go to the north side of town,” George remarked.

“Wait! George, I hear that noise again.”

“So do I!”

“Good grief!  It’s a kid,” George said as he opened the back of the truck.

“Son, are you alright?” Maddox asked.

“Yes, I just scrapped my knee a little,” he said.

“Why were you in the garbage ben?” George asked.

“To get this cup,” he said.

“George and Maddox said, “what on earth for?”

“Because my mother accidentally threw it away and it’s part of my school science project I’ve been working on for the last two weeks!” he said.

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Today’s Bus Ride

After riding on the bus, for what seemed like forever, I looked up and saw a woman sitting in the seat behind the driver.

There was no movement from her until the bus driver turned sharply to the right, and the woman fell sideways.

I jumped up from my seat and rushed over to her, to see if she was alright.

It was at that moment when I saw blood dripping from her sweater.

A closer look revealed a small knife protruding from her chest.

I immediately notified the bus driver and he brought the bus to a stop.

The driver called the police and an  ambulance.

I listened to the news and heard about a woman being stabbed on a bus today.

Apparently,  her husband had gotten angry with her and stabbed her with his pocket knife before exiting the bus.

After being questioned by  the police, he confessed to stabbing her.

She is at the hospital in critical condition.

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 08-08 through 08-14-2017

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

A Ride In The Park

“Bethany, let’s rent one of Jonathan’s bicycles  and ride around the park today instead of walking,” Adam suggested.

“This is fun, but I wish we could go to one of the National Parks and ride around.  Our park is too small”,  Bethany said.

“Yes,  that would be great!  We could go to Cuyahoga Valley National Park right here in Ohio.”

“Thank you for renting one of my bicycles,” Johnathan said.

“We enjoyed the ride, but we wish our park was larger,” Bethany said.

“Where would you like to ride?” Jonathan asked.

“We think the Cuyahoga Valley National Park would be a nice place to ride,” Adam said.

“That does sound like a great place. Adam, push the blue button on the side of the handlebar.  Now, push the one hour button and say the name of the park,” Jonathan said.

Adam looked puzzled, but did as Jonathan instructed and immediately, he and Bethany were riding around in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park!

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SIX SENTENCE STORIES         cue….pickle

Photo courtesy of Pixabay

Deli, Dill, Fermented, Food, Gherkin


“Burbank, we received another case right after you left to go home, so I started working on it right away,” Joe said.

“It’s really ugly this time and so strange because two people were found in a large container filled with a foul-smelling liquid.”

“Let me take a look,” Burbank said.

“Oh no, not again!”

“What do you mean again?”  Joe asked.

“I think the Pickle man is active again because he always drowns his victims in pickle juice!”

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 08-01 through 08-07-2017

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

Car Crash

“Dad! We are going to crash into the side of the bridge and go into the river!” Austin screamed.

“Hang on tight, I’m trying to get the brakes to work,” Jordan said.

“We have stopped now, but our car is hanging over the side rail and we need to get out quickly!”

“I can’t get my seatbelt loose, Dad!”

“Let me do it.”

“Dad! Our car is rocking and we are going to fall into the lake!”

“Austin, I have to use my pocket knife to cut the strap.”

“Hurry, Dad!”

“Try to calm down and sit very still, so I can get this strap cut. ”

“Alright, I want you to carefully open the car door and jump out.”

“What about you dad? You have to get out too!”

“Don’t worry, when you are out, I will get out too.”

” Get out dad, get out!”

Jordan  jumped out just before the car went over the side of the bridge.”

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blue chair


“Marie, why do you come here day after day?  She’s gone, and you know she isn’t here waiting for you!”  Melissa said.

“I don’t know!  I just need to come !”

“Alright, but let’s at least eat outside this time.”

“No!  I need to sit inside.”

“Who is that woman over there?  I always see her here, ” Maria asked.

“I have no idea, but why do you think it’s important?”

“Because I saw her here the day Emily disappeared.”

“So, that’s not unusual.  She probably eats here on a regular basis because she likes the food.”

“Oh no!  I just saw that woman take that little boy outside and he doesn’t belong to her,” Maria said.

“How do you know?”

“Because when we came in he was sitting with a man and she was sitting on the other side of the room. The man just went toward the restroom.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!  We have to call the police!

“Thankfully you were so alert, Maria.  The police stopped another kidnapping and you have your daughter back home with you!  The police said they found four of the missing children, and all were alive,”  Melissa said.

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SIX SENTENCE STORIES       clue…slip

Photo, courtesy of Pixabay.

The Jump

“I have my parachute on and will follow you down uncle Joe,” Alex said jokingly.

“You stand back and Emily will record my jump,”  Joe said.

The door opened, Alex moved a little closer, knocked against the tripod which caused him to slip and fall forward.

He fell against Alex, then fell out of the plane.

His first reaction was panic, but he remembered to pull the cord and his parachute opened.

He realized, with satisfaction, he was jumping for the first time and was hoping Emily was recording it!

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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 07-11 through 07-17-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Grant-Sud. Thank you Grand-Sud for our photo prompt!


Sometimes I need to come up here and just look around.

The world is a mixture of good and bad.  I am just a small part of it but I can give to society in a good way.  I can not solve all the problems, take care of all the needs, but just my contribution to society can go a long way.

I see John, walking to school with the other children and that is something that has changed.  He was a loner and would have nothing to do with anyone.

I remember talking to him one day and I found out he could not read or write, even though he was ten years old.

We became friends and I would help him with his school work and include him in the outdoor activities with the other children.

He became part of us, and he told me one day that just the simple act of reaching out to him as a friend had  a profound impact on his life.


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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 07-04 through 07-10-2017

his week’s photo prompt is provided by Kecia Spartin. Thank you Kecia!


Now, I am in the biggest crisis of my life!

I never wanted to take this jaunt in the jungle, but knew it would please my father.

The guide, my father’s best friend, agreed to take me along as a favor to him.

My experience in this type of outing has been zero, thus a contributing factor to my dilemma.

The snake and I continued to stare at each other as beads of sweat trickled down my face, with my feet feeling glued to the ground, and my heart getting ready to burst out of my body!

I could not move, I could not yell, but my mind being very active filled me with absolute terror!

Then, it happened. The snake moved toward me and my eardrums blasted with the awful sound of the gun being fired.

Thankfully, my guide shot the snake just as it was trying to strike me.

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