ANNIE’S HOUSE

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #34

Rusty Gate

ANNIE’S HOUSE

Annie had lived in the house since she was a small child.  Having to sell it was difficult.  There were so many memories made there.

She invested a lot of money to update the house and she wanted to live in it forever, but could not afford the house payments any longer.

The day after the sale of the house,  she was walking across the road and hit by a car.  She died immediately.

Over the years, many families lived in the house, but none stayed very long.

Annie became very excited the day the city posted a do not trespass sign in the yard.

She could finally relax and enjoy her house by herself!

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

 

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CAPTURED

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #33

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CAPTURED

“There it is Drake!”   Radford screamed.

“How do you know?  There are dozens of green bicycles like that around town.”

“Because it’s not far from the gas station  robbed, and was probably left there when the tire went flat after running over that big piece of glass sticking out of it.”

“That’s a tall stretch, Radford, but we can check it out.”

“Look! There’s a guy running over there with a bag in his hand and I bet it’s full of money, ” Radford said.

The guy heard Radford and started running.

Drake reached the guy first and knocked him to the ground trying to stop him.

“Why were you running and what do you have in the bag?”  Drake questioned the man.

“I found it in the basket on the bicycle was his reply.”

Radford took the bag from the man an opened it up.

“It’s just an old pair of shoes!”  Radford said with surprise.

The man told them the bicycle had been there for several days, but no one ever came back for it, so he took the shoes.

Drake received a call  from the police station stating the robber was arrested.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

 

 

BIRD IN A CAGE

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #32

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Bird In A Cage

“Sushi, where are you?”  Macaroni wondered.  “I’ve been on this fence long enough!”

“Oh! There you are.  Where have you been?  I’ve been worried about you.”

“I flew into a sudden rain storm a few miles from here.  It was awful!”  Sushi explained.

“You look terrible!  Did you crash into something?”

“No, I’m just drenched.”

“I saw a parakeet laying on a bush and it was barely breathing,”  Sushi said.

“A parakeet!”

“Yes, you know, one of those birds that live in a cage in a human’s house.”

“Oh! Yes, I’ve heard about that kind.  I wonder how it got out of the cage.”

“The cage was hanging on the porch and when it rained, the wind blew, it fell off the hanger and crashed against the porch rail,  then landed on a bush.”

“The human rushed out to rescue the poor bird, but it was too late.  The bird got hurt when the cage fell and dumped him out on top of the bush.”

“Well, at least it wasn’t concrete!”  Macaroni said.

“No, but the bush had a lot of stickers on it!”

“Ouch!  That hurts just thinking about it!”

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

TODAY’S BUS RIDE

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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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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

 

 

CURTAINS

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #22

fire

CURTAINS

The explosion created such a loud sound, it could be heard from miles away!

Flames rose high above the building creating intense heat, and clouds of dark smoke.

People ran from the building crying, screaming and fire engines began arriving to the scene.

Some of the firemen quickly pulled the hose from the fire truck and began spraying the flames while others ran toward the building to help people escape.

A young man ran toward the burning building, but he was stopped by one of the firemen. He tried to pull loose of the fireman’s grip, but to no avail.  He screamed a woman’s name and wept uncontrollably.

Firemen carried injured people out of the building and ambulances arrived to carry them to the hospital.

A woman stumbled out of the side of the building wearing what looked like a piece of curtain.

A fireman rushed toward her and caught her before she fell on the payment.

The young man recognized his wife.  She had burns on her hands and had difficulty breathing.

The fireman quickly placed an oxygen mask over her face and motioned for a stretcher.

She had soaked a curtain in water and placed it over her before running from the building and that kept her clothes from catching fire.

The young man rode with her to the hospital.

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

STARTING POINT

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017

WEEK #20

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STARTING POINT

“Jared, what are you thinking about?  You keep staring at that tree outside,” Matt said.

“I love looking at that tree because it reminds me of happier days.  Days when I was carefree, and living life with great expections for myself.”

“You can get the happy days back, Jared.”

“No, I’ll never get those days back.”

“You can have happy days like that again.  Just keep striving for better, and you will accomplish your goals.”

“My goal right now is to get out of this place and live a better life!”

“Yes, and now you must work toward that!”

“We can work on it together, Jared. I have the same goal and I think it’s time to sign up for those class’s that are being offered to us, ” Matt replied.

“I believe you are right, Matt! Let’s make it happen! We can talk to the warden today and start working toward our goal.”

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

JOHNNIE AND ALFIE

FLASH FICTON FOR THE PURPOSEFUL  PRACTITIONER

Hammer

Johnnie and Alfie

“Johnnie, let’s cut through here to get to the store,” Alfie said.

“This is not a good neighborhood, Alfie.  It’s dangerous to walk through it.”

“Come on Johnnie, just this one time.”

“Alright, but we better be careful.”

“We don’t have far to go now, but we have to pass that man standing by that car,” Alfie said.

“Let’s walk fast,” Johnnie remarked.

The man stepped in their path and blocked them from moving forward and said, “where are you going?”

“To the store,” Alfie answered.

The man said, “no you’re not, you are both coming with me.”

Johnnie yelled, “run Alfie, run!”

They started to run, but the man grabbed Alfie’s arm and pulled him toward the car.

Johnnie turned in time to see Alfie kicking and screaming as the man forced him into the car.

Johnnie raced to the store and told the first person he saw what had happened.

Minutes later a police officer came and Johnnie described the man’s old junkie looking car, and remembered the large tatoo of old tools on the man’s arm.

Within thirty minutes, the police arrested the man and Alfie was found unharmed.

Copyright © 2017 Written by Jessie Cross ~ All rights reserved

 

 

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