A hopeless case

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saltaire-sarah-ann-hall.jpgPHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Ann Hall

WORD COUNT: 100

“A lot done, already. Hmm… A hopeless case”, thought the shop owner, surveying a potential prey.

Anne, adjusted the weight of her shopping bags as she scanned a vase. “He better love all this”, she thought desperately. She envisaged herself in the new lingerie, the shimmer of the candle light and the fragrance of fresh lilies.

A text message broke her trance.

I’m back. I think we need to talk. Not sure if this is working out. Where are you?

Anne slowly placed the vase on the shelf and turned to leave.

“Like I thought, hopeless”, concluded the shop owner.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

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The Illusion

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danny-boweman-1PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman

WORD COUNT: 100

Lastly, Anne wore the high heel shoes, the ones to be stripped off first. The mirror reflected a girl with blood-red lips and smoky eyes, someone oddly familiar to her.

She blankly stared into her mug as she stirred the milk and coffee. The swirling white milk reminded her of the path to the hillock, behind her home, in the country. Her eyes closed to picture the simpler, happier times.

“Candy! You’re up!”, called a gruff voice.

Anne became Candy, as she walked up to the pole.  Tonight, the stage would be her hillock and the pole, a beautiful tree.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Ms. S-S-Stammerson

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smallpox-hospital-roger-bultotPHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bulltot

WORD COUNT: 99

Anne absently caressed the ivy that decorated the walls of the old building. The jeering chants, “Ms. Stammerson”, resounded inside her, turning her deaf to the evening’s silence.

“D-D-D-Don’t cry!”, she told herself.

She closed her eyes and began to hum. Soon, the ivy swayed warmly to her smooth voice.

“Wow! Sanderson!”, she heard someone exclaim. “I didn’t know you could sing!”, said George. “Wanna be the female lead? In… my… band?”

She eyed him suspiciously.

“Listen, my brother stammers too. I… I understand”, he said gently.

The golden sky gleamed. She felt it’d never been this beautiful before.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

I have missed participating in the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

One windy evening

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

WORD COUNT : 100

“It’s too windy outside. Look at those clouds!”, I exclaimed. Dad peeped outside the window and asked Mom with a smile, “Honey! Wasn’t it very much like this?”

Mom blushed.

“What’s this about, Dad?”, I asked.

“You father proposed to me, on an evening like this”, answered Mom. “In a very cheesy way”, she teased with a chuckle.

“Cheesy? Yeah! Too cheesy to make you cry out of happiness” retorted Dad.

Mom’s cheeks turned rosy in reply.

I smiled and noticed the moon concealed behind cloud’s certain. I wondered whether a love like theirs could be in store for me.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Grandma’s banter

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sp-overgrown-summer-housePHOTO PROMPT © Sarah Potter

WORD COUNT: 100

Little Anne touched the bubbles on the freshly watered soil, within the neatly arranged pots, in her grandma’s green house. Suddenly she cried, “Look, grandma! Squibbly things”. Towering behind her, grandma saw the squirming worms in a pot. She laughed and said, “Squiggly, honey! Not squibbly. Don’t worry. They’re plants’ friends”. Sheepishly, Anne enunciated, “Squi-GG-ly”.

Years later

Anne viewed the overgrown state of the, once perfect, green house. She looked at her grandma, whose cane, now, served as her third leg, and said, “I’ll fix this, Gran”. Grandma beamed and said, “I’m sure the squibbly things have missed you, dear”.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

The last minute change of mind

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auto-aftermathPHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

WORD COUNT:100

“Come back!”, he shouted, as she whisked away in her car.

Anne’s swollen eyes bled a few more tears.

He dialed her number.

Her fingers  trembled as she lifted her singing phone.

“Baby, please! Sorry!”, he begged. Her vision blurred further. “I just wanna get away from you, from everything”, she said.

He heard a loud explosion on the other end. “ANNE!”.

A speeding truck had let her world spiral out of control. “Death”, she thought as her car headed towards a tree.

Anne lay there, limp, holding her phone. “I still love you“, she whispered. And all went blank.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Here are a couple of my favorite stories from last week. I’m sure you’ll love them. Check them out:

  1. A lovely story about unhealed memories by Liz young- GHOSTS OF WAR
  2. A gripping tale by Barbed Words- Another One Bites the Dust…Worst Honeymoon Ever

Dangerously Spiky!

I saw this amazing tree, covered with conical thorns, looking certainly uninviting. I believe this tree belongs to the genus Ceiba.

Me: “Oooh! Such a scary tree!

Tree: “Don’t judge me by my looks, lady. I’m kind, let me gift you a mirror.”

spiky_tree3Photograph © Yuhu Tama

 

Every branch, even the smallest one, is ornamented with such sharp spikes. The leaves look innocent though, as if they’ve got nothing to do with the scary branches.

Leaf : “At least, I’m pretty!”

Branch: Sharpening its spikes in the wind, “You said something, leaf?”

Leaf: Now scared, “I said, I’m pitied!”

spiky_tree2Photograph © Yuhu Tama

 

I guess it looked uninviting only for me. I saw a few ants coolly climbing this tree. I couldn’t help but wonder what they felt, as they treaded along this dangerous looking trail. May be its just a fun trek for these guys!

Ants: “Lets see who gets to the top, first. The one who reaches first, gets to sleep with the Queen! C’mon!”

spiky_tree1Photograph © Yuhu Tama

This reminds me of the widely opened mouth of a crocodile or an alligator, with sharp teeth. Yikes!

Dinosaur: “Hey! It kinda looks like my teeth too!”.

spiky_tree4Photograph © Yuhu Tama

Well, if this tree doesn’t spell Danger!, then what does?

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Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Danger!

Priorities

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sandra-crook-1PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

WORD COUNT :100

A honeymoon suite’s mirror, reflected the love emanating from the couple. “Love you”, she whispered. Her husband looked deep into her eyes and kissed her passionately.

The couple celebrated their 10th anniversary in the very same suite. The mirror now showed a worried looking plump lady, sitting on the bed and her balding husband working at the desk, with his laptop. “Think Anne is OK?”, she asked. Without looking at her he replied, ‘Just a cold! She’ll be fine”.

With work and worry towering between them, the bed in that honeymoon suite failed its purpose for the very first time.

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can read the other entries here.

Check out a couple of my favorite stories for the last week’s FF prompt. I’m sure you’ll love these brilliant pieces.

Withered love

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frost-on-the-tombstone-lizPHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

WORD COUNT: 100

“You should’ve seen Anne up there, today! ‘Grandpa’s little girl’, they said”, jabbered the old lady, as she took her seat in her backyard. “Remember you waved at me from the stage during your graduation?”. She giggled in reminiscence.

“You don’t like the snow”, she said looking at the sky, worried.

Back home, Anne noticed her grandma brushing away the falling snow from her grandpa’s tombstone. She ran to fetch her. “Grandma! You’ll catch a cold. Let’s go!”

Ushered into the home, grandma threw a final glance towards her withered love and thought, “I won’t be too long, my dear.”

-Yuhu!

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.

Last week, I read all the 76 amazing entries! Here are a couple of stories that I really loved.
Everything Happens for a Reason by Plaridel, who introduced me to the FF group. Thanks, Plaridel.
The Spendthrift by Michael Wynn. I, particularly, loved the conversation in his story.

New Year Resolutions

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PHOTO PROMPT © Magaly Guerrero

WORD COUNT: 99

Entries titled, “New year resolution” from a young woman’s diary.

January 1 2015:

Create a collection of your own miniature art. Make one every month.

By May 2015, an empty box labeled, ‘My Art’, found its permanent residence on the floor beside her brown stool.

January 1 2016:

You’re an art student for crying out loud! It doesn’t matter if you hate history. Read ‘Art through the ages’.

Gardner’s book soon joined the dusty box.

January 1 2017:

Learn ballroom dancing. Lose weight.

On April 22nd 2017, a few dozen spiderlings emerged from the labyrinth inside the dancing shoes. They viewed their neighborhood built by broken resolutions.

-Yuhu!

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Yuhu’s Corner:
This story is a part of the Friday Fictioneers Photo Prompt Flash fiction challenge. Every Friday, a photo prompt is provided by the organizer Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The participants have to come up with a 100 word story. You can check out the other entries here.