Monthly Archives: July 2013

Felt like heaven

This is an entry for the  Friday Fictioneer‘s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

I submitted my last week story yesterday and am submitting this week’s story today ! (well it’s not a story actually). Hope to read a lot more stories this week 🙂

Constructive suggestion/feedback are welcome !

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My story follows the photo prompt below

Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy

It felt like heaven

 It felt like heaven when mom hugged me and said it would be okay

when I finally managed to ride the bicycle on my own

when I scored a six of the last ball to win the championship for my team

when I got down on my knees and she said yes

when I saw her face at the airport after a long voyage

when I held my little princess in my arms

when I saw my little princess take her first steps

It felt like heaven when I had loved ones by my side to share the joy and misery of life

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The Journey

This is an entry for the  Friday Fictioneer‘s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

Well I am late with my entry for last week ! I couldn’t read any of the stories, will try and make amends in the coming week.

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My story follows the photo prompt below

Copyright –Anelephantcant

The Journey

Mother refused to sell off the rustic bicycle. She would smile and reminiscence about the bygone.

Doggedly she had bicycled for kilometers through the village to reach school everyday. It stood as a picture of the many romantic rides with her father. She would sit on the cross bar while he would ride the bicycle, his hands protectively wrapped around her.

After his passing, Ma said it gave her the strength to carry on the journey alone. But her young daughter couldn’t understand the sentiment.

Once her mother passed away she understood the bicycle. Of the strength it gave her to carry on with the journey alone.

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Anega

This is an entry for the  Friday Fictioneer‘s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Open to all , ready to rack the right side of the brains!.

The objective is to write a 100 word story based on a photo prompt.

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My story follows the photo prompt below

Copyright – Randy Mazie

Anega

The old town of Anega was feared for its barbaric warrior tribe. They feared neither god nor nature. Not even death. But the old witch inside the forest struck terror in their hearts. Legend had it that the grand old chieftain of the tribe had stuck a deal with the witch.

When Aurper Jr. took over the reins he decreed that peace offerings be stopped and went personally to fetch her head.

Before the fight could start she turned him into a goat. When Aurper Jr bleated for mercy, the witch pronounced that death would be his reprieve.

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Always aim for the Moon, even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.

This is an entry for the  Friday Fictioneer‘s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Open to all , ready to rack the right side of the brains!.

The objective is to write a 100 word story based on a photo prompt.

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My story follows the photo prompt below

Always aim for the Moon, even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars

Ever since he laid his hands on the Batman comics, he was obsessed with creating bat wings for humans.

It will revolutionize human transportation… It will be an adventure sport – ‘Come fly with the birds… ‘. He pitched his ideas.

Initial interest from Venture Capitalists’ quickly soured as the discussion turned towards design and implementation.

In desperation he decided to get down to business. He climbed to the top of Moon towers wrapped in his prototype bat wings, assessed the wind conditions and took a leap of faith. He landed next door, the casualty ward of The Star Group multi-specialty Hospital.

 

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