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Tag: Sad
Friday Fictioneers: Those Frightful Moments
Friday Fictioneers: Dream Forfeiture
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Sun Always Shines
“It doesn’t matter when, the dark clouds will eventually disappear to let the sun shine.” Her mother’s words ring in her ears as she stands on the damp green grass of the cemetery. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Sun Always Shines”
Sunday Photo Fiction: The Darkness Return
Lydia grabs the photo on the fireplace mantle. The photo shows a little girl in the garden. Continue reading “Sunday Photo Fiction: The Darkness Return”
Friday Fictioneers: The Bad Leg
“I hate you.” He muttered as he limped down the street. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Bad Leg”
Friday Fictioneers: Moved On
“Stop following me!” Her scream rang through the hotel corridor. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Moved On”
Friday Fictioneers: The Last Time
“Oh no, not again.” Sammy muttered, staring out the living room window. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Last Time”
Friday Fictioneers: The Best Gift
He would be drunk that night. He would stumble up the stairs to his apartment, too wasted to notice the door to his apartment was standing ajar. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Best Gift”
#MicroMondays: Please Come Down
“I’m begging you, please come down that ledge.” Detective Sara Locke shouted.
Continue reading “#MicroMondays: Please Come Down”
#writephoto – Love Triangle
It was one clear night. The year was 1955 in small town, Kansas. Continue reading “#writephoto – Love Triangle”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Resolution
Friday Fictioneers: Last words
Racing across the warehouse, he found her lying in a pool of blood, gasping for breath. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Last words”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Mr. Flower
I had known Mr. Flower since I was a little girl. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Mr. Flower”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Trapped
“R-run!” Mary screamed but I didn’t need her warning to start running. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Trapped”
Photo of the Day!
I have been going through the 2,200+ pictures I took on my road trip. Continue reading “Photo of the Day!”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Buddy the Calf
In the stillness of the night, Mary trudged through the snow to where the calf Buddy lie asleep. Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Buddy the Calf”
Three Lines Tale: The Final Note
Thousands of hands rose into the air as the singer sang the final note of the song, as she sang the final note of the night, the final note of the tour, and the final note of her career. As the music ended, the singer gracefully bowed and removed her wig, revealing her bald head to the thousands of shocked fans. Eyes wet with tears, she told her fans and the world about her terminal illness.
This is a response for Sonya’s challenge, 3 Lines Tale, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.
Flash Fiction – Mother-Daughter Confrontation
I watched as she walked up those steps. She was clutching the straps of her rucksack so tight her nails looked like they were digging into the fabric. Continue reading “Flash Fiction – Mother-Daughter Confrontation”
Friday Fictioneers: Pain
She sat at the bar, absentmindedly lifting the glass to her lips Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Pain”
Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Pier
Friday Fictioneers: Hiding Spot
“What is this place?” She asked, swinging her legs over. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: Hiding Spot”
Friday Fictioneers: The Message
He walks along the path next to the monastery. Continue reading “Friday Fictioneers: The Message”
This is Another Story 