MINE

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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.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

A RIDE IN THE PARK

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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Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

CRISIS

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!

CRISIS

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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Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

UNFORGETTABLE FISHING DAY

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #24

Boat

Unforgettable Fishing Day

“Dad!  I think I caught one! It’s my first fish! ” Tyler screamed.

“Yes, and it’s a real big one too.”

“I don’t care if it’s raining, I love to go fishing,” Tyler giggled.

“We have to go back, it is still raining and getting dark.”

“What’s wrong, Dad?  Why won’t the motor start?”

“I don’t know, but we can use the oars since we aren’t far from shore.”

“The oars aren’t here. I forgot to put them back in the boat last week.”

“The wind is so strong! What’s wrong?  Dad!  Can you hear me?  Wake up Dad!”

Tyler fumbled around for the flashlight, but when raising it, he dropped it in the water.  He reached for the emergency kit and the top of it jammed, so he couldn’t get it open.

Water kept splashing in the boat as it rocked up and down on the water.

Tyler remembered the whistle he had around his neck and started blowing it in hopes of someone hearing it.

“Hello Bart,” Mason said as he entered the hospital room.  You and Tyler came close to losing your life today, but everything is fine now. The coastguard got to you just in time.”

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

 

THE TAYLOR PROJECT

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #21

Shovel

The Taylor Project

“Ralph, is the Taylor project almost finished?” his supervisor asked.

“No!  We have been working on it for a long time, but it seems like we are getting no where with it.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because the hole is not getting any deeper. “

“That’s impossible!”

“I know, but I have the depth checked every few days and it never seems to change.”

“Let me measure it and see what I come up with.”

“Sure, go ahead, but you will get the same answer I got.”

Jackson got to the site late in the afternoon after the crew had already left to go home. He stepped toward the hole and the ground shook, he heard a grumbling noise, the area felt cold and he was having trouble breathing. He thought he heard a strange voice warning him to go away and he rushed to get back to his car feeling weak and beads of sweat dripped from his head , his body shook, and he could barely get in his car.  As he drove away he thought he saw a huge black mass of clouds hovering over the construction site.

“What did you find out when you checked the site yesterday?” Ralph asked.

“Nothing, but I’ve decided to close the project and have everyone work on the Monroe project.”

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

WHO AM I

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-16 through 05-22-2017

his week’s photo prompt is provided by loniangraphics. Thank you for our photo prompt!

WHO AM I

I slowly opened my eyes, looked around and could see tubes leading from a hanging bag down to my arms.

A machine near my head broke the silence in the room every few seconds.

A woman dressed in white walked into the room and spoke to me.  She called me Anna.

I tried to think of my name, but nothing came to mind!  Could I be Anna?

A man walked in dressed in white also. He told me I had come in contact with an unusual plant, white, and very poisonous.

I learned that I was in a hospital, the woman in white was a nurse, and the man was a doctor.

The doctor told me my memory had been profoundly affected and there would be a lot of things I could not remember.

He did, however, assure me that within a few days, my memories would be restored.

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A SIMPLE MEAL

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-09 through 05-15-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinner. Thank you Yarnspinner for our prompt!

A Simple Meal

A perfect place for the meeting.

A beautiful day, table set, atmosphere perfect, and privacy beyond measure.

He arrived on time ready to complete the transaction.

I watched as he gleefully placed the paper in front of me and handed me his pen.

I carefully moved it aside and asked that he please share one more meal with me.

He hesitated briefly, but graciously accepted my offer.

The meal was served and he ate in haste.

So sad, he rushed to end his life with just a simple meal.

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STRANDED

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

Hiker

STRANDED

Aaron slowly walked along the rocky landscape as he scanned the water for any sign of a ship or boat.

Part of his boat was still intact after a storm pushed it to shore, but it was not seaworthy.

He spent three days exploring the island and trying to decide what he would do if no one came for him.

He had used all of his supplies that were on his boat and only had a few things left in his backpack.

Using tree limbs and his cigarette lighter, he built fires in hopes of attracting attention from a ship or plane, but the few that came by, did not see the fire.

Once again, he built a fire in hopes of someone seeing it, and to keep warm.

The fire was in full blaze when a helicopter flew over the area, and he knew he would finally be rescued.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

THE CELLAR EXPERIENCE

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 04-04 through 04-10-2017

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

The Cellar Experience

Carlton and Savannah woke up to the odor of smoke.

The trees were burning and the fire moved quickly with the wind in the direction of their house.

They rushed to the children’s room and met them racing down the hall with large frightful eyes. Alex was desperately trying to hold  their puppy as he squirmed in his arms.

Carlton hurriedly ushered everyone down stairs to the cellar.  He knew they would not have time to escape the fire..

It was dark in the cellar, but he had a flashlight he always kept by the door.

They huddled together waiting, praying and hoping for help to arrive in time.

Carlton’s mother had notified the fire department when she did not hear from him. She knew they could be in danger when she heard about the fire.

The fire trucks arrived, put out the fire and everyone rescued.

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Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved