Wednesday, 22 July 2015

THE DATE






The following photo is the PHOTO PROMPT, a cool picture for hot days, depending on your side of the globe. Where does it take you? Tell us in a hundred words or less. 

Photo credit: Dee Lovering


THE DATE

Why on earth had she agreed to meet Tom at the pavilion? 

It was so cold it was unbearable. Emily’s fingers and toes were numb.  She’d worn her fur lined boots, leather gloves over woollen gloves to try and look smart, a hat with ear muffs, a scarf she’d spent hours knitting herself, her thick coat caught some snowflakes, dirty white against the thick fabric.  Her nose was probably red and dripping. 

Then she spied Tom tramping over the snow. She saw his smile as he caught her eye. Now she knew why she had stood in the cold waiting. 

Word count: 100
 

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

THE SCHOOL TRIP



Mondays Finish the Story – July 20th, 2015

Welcome to Mondays Finish the Story!


This is a unique flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story.  

Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… This challenge runs from Monday to Sunday! 

Get creative and have fun finishing the story!


Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this post and then you can  click on the blue frog and add your link or read other people's contributions. 
https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/07/20/mondays-finish-the-story-july-20th-2015/

Now let’s have some fun!

Photo credit: Barbara W. Beacham 








Finish the story begins with: “The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.”

THE SCHOOL TRIP 

“The petroglyphs told the story of an unusual event.”

Alicia read the above phrase in the guidebook.  Her parents were very proud of her ability to read difficult words, able to pronounce them correctly.  In her short life spanning just over ten years they had tried to imbue in her a sense of history, of the past, however long ago that might have been.  

Fred and Hetty sent her on every school trip they could possibly afford and some they couldn’t, going without food themselves to afford her education.  The happy ten year old girl stared in wonder at the markings on the rock, awed by the ability of cavemen to carve out a story. Lost in her imagination Alicia was oblivious to the huddled whispers of her teachers. 

They approached her with grim faces as they led her away to a quiet corner to impart the sad news of her parents’ accident. 

Word count: 144