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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


I am happy this week for a couple of reasons. a.) I was able to take time out and write a story ! b.) I was able to come up with something on my own rather than rely on movies for some inspiration !

Also I am not so happy cause a.) The way I see it I am packed with work going ahead and am not sure how many other stories I will be able to read 😦 b.) My story is a 110 words. I brought it down from 130 to 110 and then left it as such.

I will try to make it to as many stories as possible. Also hope to hear from you guy as to how you found my story.

My story follows the photo prompt below


Rusty the clown was the talk of his town. Jam packed audiences resounded with laughter at his shows. Newspapers ran reviews praising his vividly entertaining performances.

With the advent of television the crowds dwindled and Rusty was sidelined.

A lot of advertising couldn’t generate a big turnout for his last show. When he jumped from the high wire onto the piano everybody laughed. They realized only when a few minutes had passed by and a pool of blood appeared.

Newspapers carried the photo of Rusty’s legs protruding out of the piano. “A suicide or an act gone wrong ?”. He had again become the talk of the town.

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Friday Fictioneer – Treasure Hunt

This is another 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.

From Scott Vanatter with permission-Copyright- Indira

Genre: Fiction

Treasure Hunt

Alright everybody open the clue. Whoever cracks it first takes home the prize !” said Anita

             ‘The treasure awaits in a casket, with a stout stranger, partially bald, a

               loner, brown in colour. He is in love with Aphrodite and tries reaching

                 out to her in heaven.’

Ram saw the tree and was off in a flash. He found a neatly wrapped box under the tree.

His eyes lit up with anticipation as he opened the box only to find a note – ‘April Fool !’

I’m gonna kill you Anita” screamed Ram and dashed towards her.

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Friday Fictoneer – The Passage

This is my first entry for Friday Fictioneer. The objective to write a 100 word story based on a photo prompt. I was a bit confused as to which was the latest photo prompt. I hope the below photo prompt is the latest. So here goes ! Comments/Suggestions/Criticism are welcome !

Copyright – Lora Mitchell

Genre – Fiction

Word Count – 100

The Passage

Lily woke up startled, her heart palpitating, by the thud on her front door.

She tried reaching the glass of water by her bedside but at her age even a minuscule task assumed a herculean proportion.

As she lay in bed trying to calm her weary heart, she looked over the window sill.

The head lamps and tail lights of moving vehicles created the illusion of a flowing river.

As her eyes stretched over the far end of the horizon, the glow of the light dimmed, her heart stilled and she felt being drawn into a tunnel of deep stupor.


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