Growing Up

“Mommy NOOOOOOOOO….” my daughter cried out as I gathered all her dolls and threw them into the bin.

I shouted at her angrily, “You’re 5 years old now, it’s high time you stopped playing with these stupid Barbies, and start practicing with Voodoo dolls like normal witches.”

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277 characters.

Written as a part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #102

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The General Body Meeting

“Why is she so late today?” Kathy wondered aloud.

“It’s not as if she can blame the traffic, you know,” Julie added, and they all burst into loud laughter.

Suddenly, there was the slightest of rustle. As if on cue, they all turned their heads towards the entrance at the same time, and there she was, their final member.

“I think we need to change the venue for our annual meetup, ladies. I’ve been trying to find a parking slot for my umbrella for ages,” said Mary Poppins in an exasperated tone as she took her seat at the table.

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

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100 words.

Written as a part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The objective is to write a story in 100 words or less, inspired by the weekly photo prompt. To read many more interesting stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

 

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Letting Go

You hold her tight, as if you would never let go.

For three years now, day and night, she has been your constant companion. She’s seen you at your best and, even though you didn’t want her to, your worst.

She came into your life when you were just coming out of a brutal breakup, and by giving you her all, unconditionally, saved your life.

You hold her tight, as if you would never let go.

But let go you must.

For you need to move on in life.

You’ve found a girl who has blown you off your feet. And you can never even dream of cheating on her.

So, you hold her tight, as if you would never let go.

But then, with tears flowing freely down your eyes, you let go….and she falls into the canal behind the bar.

It breaks your heart, but you know that your future wife will kill you if she ever found out that you’d been seeing a Japanese sex doll before you met her.

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174 words.

Written as a part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, hosted by Priceless Joy. The challenge is to write a story in 175 words or less, inspired by the weekly photo prompt. For more information, visit HERE. To read many more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

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Sharks in the Water

“Aaaah, I so needed this,” Nancy said lazily, as she adjusted her posture to get more horizontal.

Her husband Brad just sighed in agreement. He was already lying almost straight on his back, and did not wish to waste any energy unnecessarily in talking. They’d come here to relax, and he fully intended to stick to it at any cost.

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Photo prompt courtesy Susan Spaulding

It was a function of their profession, of course. All the stress, the 20-hour work days, no concept of weekends. But above all, the pleading eyes of people in need, the hope in those eyes when they saw that they had come to experts who could make everything OK, and the tears of gratitude in them when Brad or Nancy agreed to take their case on.

Their neighbours and friends just saw the glitz and the glamour, the Maserati, the villa, the exotic holidays. But no one saw the blood, sweat, and tears that went behind earning them.

Of course, the blood, sweat, and tears exclusively belonged to those who delayed repayment of their money, but still, as the East Coast’s biggest loan sharks, they did deserve their annual time out in the sun, didn’t they?

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196 words.

Written as a part of Sunday Photo Fiction, hosted by Susan Spaulding. The challenge is to write a story in 200 words or less, inspired by the weekly photo prompt. For more details visit HERE. To read more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

 

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The Legendary Feud

The boy’s great-great-great-grandfather was apparently the one to blame

For he called the pasta sauce of the girl’s great-great-great-Nonna tagliatelle, listless and tame

The echo of that insult had now been felt by these two star-crossed lovers

Who, let’s admit it, were just looking for some good old action between the covers

 

Their dead bodies were a testament to the folly of pride

A lesson that a family pasta recipe is not something to mock or deride

As the Bard put it so succinctly- For never was a story of more woe

Than this of Juliet and her Romeo

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99 words.

Written in response to the Carrot Ranch Literary Community Flash Fiction challenge, hosted by Charli Mills.

Charli’s prompt this week, in her own words was:

September 13, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes pasta. It can be spaghetti, macaroni and cheese, or any variety. It can be a meal or a work of art. Go where the prompt leads.

Note: Due apologies to Shakespeare for that take, especially for using those last lines 🙂

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An Ode to the Library

Will be sharing some old stories from last year on weekends, stories that I liked writing, but not too many people ended up reading 🙂

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We entered the extremely cute cafe, and saw a mysterious sign over the warm hearth

It told a tale of ancient history, when humans were slaves, and aliens ruled the earth

They were an advanced race, technologically, and due to their strict laws, there was no crime

But since humans were doing all their work, one thing they had loads and loads of, was time

And it was this unlimited free time that ultimately led to the alien race’s doom

For an empty mind is a devil’s workshop, and in their minds, the devil did get a lot of room

There were books in the kigdom, hundreds of thousands of them, but all going to seed

For the aliens had advanced so much, that they did not feel the need to read

Now it so happened that the alien emperor, in his infinite wisdom, thought he would put all the…

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Heavily Made Up

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Our story begins like any love story

Michael and Meena were at a restaurant, and both ordered a John Dory

But orders were two, and only one fish

So the waiter recommended that they share a dish

 

And as it is bound to, one thing led to another

Soon both were flocking together like birds of a feather

The sparks between them were brighter than those when Sally met Harry

But unlike those two idiots, our perfect couple didn’t take a lifetime to marry

 

And now it was the night of the wedding reception

When they would meet their family and friends, and end all deception

As usual, Michael was ready for the party in a jiffy

But then he looked at Meena and found her appearance a bit iffy

 

Michael kept looking at Meena in surprise

Such heavy makeup, he thought, almost as if she was…

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