#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘The Secret Door’ #FlashFiction #100words

It’s Sunday and time for Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following flash fiction of slightly over 100 words, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Susan Spaulding for the photo prompt.

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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

The Secret Door

Dr. Smith pushed her glasses to the top of her nose. ‘Can you describe how you’re feeling, Sarah?’

‘I’m lying down in the middle of the street, in my school uniform, while passersby throw stones over my motionless body.’

Dr. Smith nodded as if she understood. ‘Close your eyes, Sarah. Imagine you’re a bystander watching. What can you see?’

‘A girl buried under a huge, grey stone pyramid.’

She smiled. ‘Look again, Sarah. Perhaps you’re not under the pyramid, you’re inside it and there’s a way out.’

‘Like a secret door?’

Dr. Smith nodded. ‘Exactly.’

‘Where?’

Dr. Smith leaned towards her patient. ‘I’m here to help you find it.’

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#FridayFictioneers ‘The Swimming Competition’ #FlashFiction #100Words @MondayBlogs

It’s Friday, time for another Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction story featuring Alice Pendragon and her best friend Billy! This week they’re both taking part in a swimming competition.

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the challenge and to Terri Smeigh for this week’s photo prompt.

Photo Credit: Terri Smeigh

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The Swimming Competition

The highest school team goal scorer wore a smug smile as he strolled over.
‘Hi Alice, fancy a pizza?’
I was one of the few girls he hadn’t hit on yet. ‘Sorry, I’m swimming.’
‘What about the Saturday market? Help me choose my sister’s birthday present.’
Jack is dense, but persistent. ‘I’m swimming.’
‘Everyone knows Billy will win.’
I nodded, Billy’s the best. ‘We’re training together.’
‘So, when he beats you, we can go on our date. What about a movie on Sunday?’
‘On Sunday I’ll be celebrating with Billy, his victories are mine too,’ I said and strode away.

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My ‘Alice’ flash fiction written for the Friday Fictioneers Challenge can be mostly read as standalones, but if you’re interested in reading previous stories of Alice’s adventures, here they are! 

By the way, I’m a couple of days late this week in posting my story and below are the three reasons! My lovely grandchildren!

#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘Happy Anniversary’ #FlashFiction #100words

It’s my second time taking part in the Sunday Photo Fiction. Below is the picture which inspired me to write the following 100-word flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Terri Smeigh for the photo prompt.

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Photo Credit: Terri Smeigh

Happy Anniversary

My husband raised his gold-rimmed champagne flute. ‘Happy anniversary, darling.’

I smiled, in spite of the partying and the other women, because I had learned to play my part.

A reporter approached as planned. ‘Senator, a few words for Celebrity Night?’

 ‘I’d like to thank my wife for twenty years of love and support.’

‘It’s been a pleasure, my love,’ I replied, although I wished we were back at the highway diner where he proposed.

He promised eternal love and I believed all our dreams would come true. Be careful what you wish for, I thought as my heart wept.  

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#Sunday Photo Fiction ‘The Nightmare’ #FlashFiction #100words

It’s my first time taking part in the Sunday Photo Fiction. I came across the picture which inspired me to write the following 100-word flash fiction, although according to the rules, you can write up to 200 words. Thank you Susan for hosting and Fandango for the photo prompt.

Photo Credit: Fandango

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The Nightmare

I watch his thoughtful face on my phone screen as I describe my nightmare.

“I’m walking along a narrow path lined with tall, sturdy trees, but there’s a bend ahead and I can’t see what lies beyond, so I slow down then stop, because I’m terrified. That’s how I feel, paralyzed. What does it mean?”

He smiles. “I’ll tell you what happens next. You keep walking until you’re standing by my side, and together we walk down the aisle towards the man you love.”

“Are you sure, dad?”

“Absolutely, my princess.” He sighed. “Your mother would be so proud.”

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#SilentSunday ‘The Wishing Well’ #Tanka

The Wishing Well

What do you wish for?

Whisper your deepest secret,

Now go and find it!

Grasp it firmly with both hands,

Be thankful and hold on tight!

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Today I was thinking about how sometimes we wish things would happen and we think it’s enough just to wish for it, but we do nothing specific to find it or make it happen.

Perhaps taking action after making a wish will help it along!

And be careful what you wish for, be precise in your formulation and make sure it’s ‘exactly’ what you really want, because it may well happen in your very own words…