Friday Fictioneers: Return to Youthful Times

“Lao-huan-tong,” mother muttered under her breath, adults return to being children again.

Friday Fictioneers: Surprise!

“Be with you in a minute!” I shout and descend the ladder.

Friday Fictioneers: Desperate Measures

Based on real life event…

Friday Fictioneers: Descriptors

Loosely based on real life events…

Friday Fictioneers: After the Storm

His paddle-board is all he had left. His house, car, and belongings, all gone when the 40-foot tsunami-wave came. He somehow survived by holding onto the paddle-board.

Friday Fictioneers: Belle

“Is it Halloween already?” I watch the truck full of hay bales rolls through the normally tiny sleepy French town.

Friday Fictioneers: No Good

“I’m telling you, he isn’t a good man.” Her sister’s words came echoing in her brain as she crouched lower behind the shrubs. Despite the roaring river beside her, all she could hear was her heart’s thump of terror. “Oh Val, where are you?” Her boyfriend sing-songed, cracking his knuckles. “Come out and play. You…

Friday Fictioneers: The Man Who Wanted to Fly

“He tried to fly before he could ride a bike.” The homeless old man said.

Friday Fictioneers: Blind Dates

“I had a great night,” I say with a smile glued my face.

Friday Fictioneers: Spokesperson of Discouragement

“That’s it!” Grinding his teeth, he hurled his creation to the ground and stomped on it until it was unrecognizable. Then he jabbed a finger at his sister, “I don’t want to hear a peep from you.”

Friday Fictioneers: Heart of Dare

Sometimes, having a daring heart isn’t a good thing.

Friday Fictioneers: The Peeper

All it took was a momentary flash.

Friday Fictioneers: Letting Go

It is never easy. It has never been easy for me to let go but this must be done. The inevitable has been dragged on for far too long. Just to do it, say it.

Friday Fictioneers: Bittersweet Moments

It’s easy to forget things sometimes like the fact that just five years ago, I was living in the van that’s now gathering dust in my driveway, that whenever I’d go in for job interviews and scribble a random address on the form, that I might be the luckiest person in the world.

Friday Fictioneers: What’s in the Trees

Her scream could be heard from the dormitory. “What’s going on?” A few students asked as they gathered behind her.

Fibbing Friday: June 18th, 2021

It’s been a while since I’ve joined in the fun of Fibbing Friday and since my work has decided last minute to give everyone the day off, why not?

Friday Fictioneers: Cliffhangers

Ladies and gentlemen, I am a bookworm. (audience laughs) After digesting hundreds if not thousands of book, do you know what I think is the worst possible story ending?

Friday Fictioneers: Wally and Dad

Wally couldn’t believe when his dad said, “Son, let’s go to Ball World!”

Friday Fictioneers: Never Driving Again

Palms press against my ears, eyes squeeze shut, I sit paralyzed in the driver seat while my sister, Susan, paces outside, spilling expletives like a waterfall. For a moment, I think about spending the rest of my life (despite being only sixteen) riding the bus.

Friday Fictioneers: A B.U.G Story

Wah…whoa, I’m feeling a bout of vertigo coming on. Where am I? The last thing I remember was walking in the park. Why is everything so big?

#Writephoto – Money Tree

“Money tree.” Susy spoke the words slowly as if trying to teach someone to speak for the first time. “You don’t believe in such thing, do you?”

#Writephoto – The Prince that Ran Away

Hands on his knees, the prince panted breathlessly. Boy, I must be more out of shape than I realized. He thought and glanced behind him proudly. He smiled. 10 miles hike, not bad for an out of shape guy.