#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Playing Hide

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – One of Many

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Next Door

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Mission Mansion Exploration

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – The Start of Lunacy

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Know, Knew, Known

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Just another Nightmare?

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Initial Impression of Richard Hitchcock

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Hitchcock, Richard Hitchcock

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Grand vs. Medieval

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Forms of Disarray

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Ethan

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Daphne

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Charlie

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Bethany

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#AtoZChallenge 2022 – Abby

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A story I never thought I would tell…

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You know how you tell yourself sometimes, “that’s something only happen on TV.” If you don’t, well, it’s something I tell myself to soothe my crazy imagination.

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Friday Fictioneers: Witness Statement

Copyright – Claire Fuller

If you were standing by the docks last night, near the old tires factory, you would’ve felt the ground jolt. No, it wasn’t an earthquake.

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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 know you want to.”

Val gulped, pondering whether she should jump into the swift water and get it over with. It was then she heard a loud wham and a dull thud. “Val,” came her sister’s voice. “What did I tell ya? He’s no good.”

(100 words)

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Friday Fictioneers: What’s in the Trees


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Thursday Photo Prompt – Deeper and Deeper… #Writephoto #shortstory #suspense

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Deeper and Deeper we trek into the woods. We must be at least almost two miles in by now as my throat begins to feel parch. What does he want with me and why me? I keep asking myself as I focus on hatching a plan.

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Friday Fictioneers: The Car in the Woods


Chuy barked, tilted his head and sniffed the air. “What is it, boy?” I bent down and patted his head. Chuy barked again but before I could get a hold on his leash, Chuy shot into the woods. “Chuy, wait!” I yelled and ran after him.

Running after him was like running after a car. Five minutes later, I was leaning against a tree, panting. Meanwhile, Chuy’s bark filled the air. Where are you? I wondered and searched for the direction it was coming from. Gotcha. After another five minutes, I discovered Chuy standing next to an abandoned vintage car.

(100 words)

Each week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts Friday Fictioneers where we’re challenged to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words, more or less, based on the picture above.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Karma

Do you believe in karma? If you do, you will know better than forcing me out of my home of 50 years. All because of what? To build your subdivision? If you think you can offer me money to appease what you’ve done, you’ve got another thing coming. I am going to make this land so inhospitable that you will never get anyone to live here.  Continue reading “Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: Karma”