THE DECISION

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-23 through 05-29-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!

The Decision

“Thad, can’t you get transferred from the emergency room duty to another part of the hospital?”  Hannah asked.

“I’ve been thinking about that especially after such a relaxing week at the beach, but I’m not sure that’s what I really want to do.”

He looked out at the boats and saw a young child walking on one of them. The child leaned over the side of the boat, lost his footing and fell in the water.

Thad jumped up from the beach blanket and raced toward the water when he saw the child slip and fall in the water. He reached the child, pulled him to safety and his parents frantically reached for him.

The child had woken from a nap and slipped away without his parents knowledge.

After he returned and explained to Hannah what happened, he sat in silence for a few minutes, then said,” Hannah, I know, I do not want to move from the emergency room.”

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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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Imagination

FLASH FICTION FOR ASPIRING WRITERS

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 04-18 through 04-24-2017

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

Imagination

“Mom! That old wagon in the back of our house moved several feet,” Millie said.

“That’s impossible. It has been in the same spot for a decade.”

“But, I saw it move!

“No, it’s just your imagination working over-time,” her mother said.

Millie came home from school in time to see a few men working around the old wagon and they moved it several hundred yards, then left after not being able to moved it any further.

She heard her mother come in the room.

“Mom! The wagon moved again,” she said.

“Oh sure! Millie.”

“Seriously mom!  Look out the window.”

Her mother walked over to the window and let out a loud gasp! “What? How can that be?” she asked.

Millie said, “I guess your imagination is working over-time also mom!”

Then she laughed before telling her mother what really happened.

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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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THE MAD SCRAMBLE

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-28 through 04-03-2017

The story word limit is 100 – 150 words (+ – 25 words)

Photo prompt provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!

The Mad Scramble

“Gee grandma, you have a lot of pictures in your house,”  Milly remarked. “Which one is your favorite?”

“The one with the man playing the piano,” she answered.

“Why?”

“My friend was visiting us that day and he brought his pet mouse which got loose and Miss Patience and Mrs. Grandstand saw it.”

“What happened then?”

“They screamed, jumped up and down with their hands circling in the air and ran into each other and the furniture trying to get out of the room.”

“I’ve never laughed so much in my life!”

“They were angry with me for a whole month after that.”

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QUESTIONS

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 03-14 through 03-20-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Tim Livingston with the blog, The ForesterArtist. Thank you Tim for our photo prompt this week!

QUESTIONS

“Zickadad, what is that?”  Littleboy questioned.

“Some type of vehicle.”

“What’s a vehicle?”

“A mode of transportation.”

“Where are the lifters and the swooshers?”

“There are none.”

“How does it move from place to place?”

“On wheels!  They go in circles and cause the vehicle to move in different directions.”

“How does it travel in space?”

“It doesn’t.  They use an airplane.”

“What’s that?”

“It flys in the air.”

“Can it fly to our planet?”

“Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“The motor isn’t powerful enough.”

“What’s a motor?”

“Littlebar, it’s late and you must rest for tomorrow’s journey.”

“Monalisa, where did you get the books in Littleboy’s space?”

“Travelman brought them from Earth. Why?”

“They are driving me crazy!  All I do is answer questions for Littleboy.”

“I know dear, but that’s the way he learns.”

“It’s your turn tomorrow!”  Zickadad said with a big grin.

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THE FIFTH CONCERT

FLASH FICTION FOR ASPIRING WRITERS

Week of 03-07 through 03-13-2017

The Fifth Concert

Maria was celebrating with friends before her fifth concert playing the piano honoring her grandmother.

She had followed in her grandmother’s foot steps of having a love for piano music.

It was a joyous time, but somewhat sad because she had never been able to play the piano her grandmother had left her in the estate.

Someone had taken her grandmother’s piano and it had never been found, however, the search for it continued.

Maria’s husband, Johnathan, escorted her to the concert hall and to her surprise, when she walked on stage, she saw her grandmother’s piano and a bouquet of red roses sitting on top of it.  This brought tears to her eyes.

Her grandmother had always played her piano with red roses sitting on top when ever she performed in a concert.

It was the best moment of Maria’s life since her grandmother had passed away.

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BULLET

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 01-31 through 02-06-2017

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Jessica Haines. Thank you Jessica for our photo prompt

BULLET

“Bernard, here comes that kid walking back here again,”  Albert remarked.

“You stay in the van and I will grab him,” Bernard said.

Alex walked with his head down, feeling disappointed that his friend, Johnny, forgot to meet him so they could walk to the store together.

When he looked up there was a man running toward him.

He remembered his mom telling him to never walk behind the stores, especially if he was alone and he knew he was in trouble.

He heard Johnny shouting and turned in time to see Johnny’s dog, Bullet race toward the man.

Bullet knocked the man down and stood over him showing his teeth and growling.

The man in the van drove away quickly, and Alex ran to one of the stores and banged on the door seeking help.

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THE SOLUTION

FLASH FICTION FOR ASPIRING WRITERS

Photo courtesy of Unsplash

 

fish

The Solution

“Look at the gold and white fish,” Diego said.

“I see it, but why is it so important?”  Maeto remarked.

“That, Maeto, is our way out of the country.”

Laughing, Maeto said, “neither of us will fit on it, and you know I don’t do well in water.”

“I’m saying, it’s a special fish!”

“It’s not that special!”

“Oh! But it is!”

“Explain please.”

“You know I have connection with the science department.  My friend Carlos, who works there has developed this fish for us.”

“How nice of him.  However, I still don’t understand how that helps us.”

“We carry the fish in a small container, walk up to the border patrol and when he looks inside the container, we will just casually walk across the border.”

“What have you been drinking?  That’s ridicules!”

“Not really.  The fish will give off wave signals and freeze everything within 500 feet of it for up to ten minutes.”

“We, however, will have a solution in our body that prevents us from freezing.”

“That’s brilliant!  Where is this solution we will drink?”

“Right here in my briefcase.”

“Well, don’t just stand there, let’s go!”

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