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#100WCGU – Wk86 – Prompt; “the queue was so long” – 105 words – “Punishment”

28 Apr

He made his way down an impossibly long hall. Entering a vast room, something ushered him into one of the numerous queues, some moving forward and some moving back towards him.

He heard some complain, “The queue was so long. They said I was in the wrong one.”

He asked one complainer, “Am I in the right queue?”

Agony could be heard in the reply, “You’re new? You don’t know? It’s just the beginning for you. There’s no right queue.”

In time he learnt this was hell for those who had taken pleasure in making others wait in vain in the world of the living.

 

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Posted by on April 28, 2013 in 1. 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups #100WCGU

 

Saturday Centus – Wk#156 – Prompt: “Dear John,” – 102 words – “Lost At Sea”

27 Apr

“Dear John,”

Two words she’d so often written since he’d set to sea because of this accursed war. The task was to escort a convoy… a milk run he had claimed… no real danger.

Her letters, written daily, in the hope they’d find him and in return she would receive those she knew he would write… but it wasn’t to be. Her first letter wasn’t from him but from the navy.

Five words tore into her heart, “all hands lost at sea.”

A letter tossed into the sea in a bottle…

“Dear John, my love, why did you leave me?” it began.

 

Lost at Sea

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Posted by on April 27, 2013 in 2. Saturday Centus

 

#100WCGU – Wk85 – Photo prompt – 100 words – “Wishing”

16 Apr

Locked in darkness for perhaps centuries, it’s easy to lose time when there’s little reason to keep it. The outside world passed me by until the day hope returned.

I sensed a presence. Something very large was nearing my prison. Whatever it was, I sensed a bump. My world tilted. I felt myself falling… CRASH!

My spirit had been freed. I’d always promised to kiss whatever released me but had to rethink when reality dawned. I decided to grant it three wishes instead.

The first wish made, “I wish I didn’t break that urn.”

Locked in darkness for perhaps centuries…

 

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Posted by on April 16, 2013 in 1. 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups #100WCGU

 

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Saturday Centus – Wk#155 – Prompt: “This will just pinch a little” – 106 words – “Cinders”

16 Apr

I’m an actor and heard about casting for a play. A guy has to take any chances he can so I showed up.

“Just what we want,” said casting. “What do you think about makeup, wigs and corsets?”

I thought I’d gained a role as an ugly sister in a Cinderella pantomime. Wigs and makeup didn’t worry me. The thought of wearing a corset did.

“This will just pinch a little,” wardrobe warned.

They lied.

Worse was to come. I was to be Cinderella in an all guy production. They wanted to squeeze my size 10 feet into custom size 6 shoes. Now, that’s a PINCH!

Pantomime

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#100WCGU – Wk84 – Prompt: …As the line was crossed… – 105 words – “Scared?”

11 Apr

Children were gathered listening to their uncle tell of his tropical adventures. He was showing them a map.

“This is where the Tropic of Capricorn runs through Australia. As the line was crossed I was in the tropics,” he explained.

Eight asked, “Was there a line on the ground?”

Uncle replied, “No but there was a sign.”

Four, “Weren’t you scared?”

Uncle smiled, “Of course not. I even had my photo taken on the line. I had one leg in the tropics and one on the other side of the line.”

Four was worried, “Lions are dangerous. Did it bite you?”

Now uncle was confused.

Lion Line Confusion

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Posted by on April 11, 2013 in 1. 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups #100WCGU

 

Saturday Centus – Wk#154 – Prompt: IT WAS THE SUMMER OF 1974 – 106 words – “I Don’t Believe You”

11 Apr

“IT WAS THE SUMMER OF 1974. The sun beat down on the homestead scorching the grass. Our animals found whatever shade they could. We had hot days before but this was different. There was an intensity none had seen before.”

“How hot was it, Poppy?” asked five.

“It was so hot, we had to light the fireplace to cool the house down.”

Five pondered a thought for a short time, “I don’t believe you. If it was that hot everything would burn up.”

Poppy smiled, “It did. We had to move.”

“Where?”

“To the Earth. After the sun was lit, it was too hot to stay.”

 Summer of 1974

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Posted by on April 11, 2013 in 2. Saturday Centus

 

#100WCGU – Wk83 – Prompt: …I don’t believe it… – 104 words – “Angel”

07 Apr

“Daddy, Sophie’s making snow angels!”

Sophie loved snow angels. She always enjoyed making them when we visited the snowfields but today was hot and it was April 1.

Did a four-year-old boy know about April Fools Day jokes? I followed his lead to the bathroom door. He said I should look inside.

I expected some gag but, on opening the door, “I don’t believe it!”

As the white cloud filling the room settled, there was giggling three-year-old Sophie covered in talcum powder.

“Snow angel!” she giggled.

I must admit, I laughed even when trying to clean the white out on Sophie and the floor.

Snow Angel powder

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Posted by on April 7, 2013 in 1. 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups #100WCGU

 

Saturday Centus – Wk#153 – Prompt: 1st sentence “OUR FINGERS ENTWINED LIKE RIBBONS OF LIGHT” – 107 words – “It Was Her.”

06 Apr

OUR FINGERS ENTWINED LIKE RIBBONS OF LIGHT. It was her gentle touch when I was little that taught me how to love. It was her kind words that taught me how to care. It was her comfort when sad and her laughter when happy. She’d been there from my birth but, as we grow older, we learn nothing mortal will live forever.

Her face grown old, her touch no longer strong, I watch her making her age-worn way no longer spry. Another Mother’s Day and I treasure the moments I know can’t last. It was her who now needs my hand to help her along her way.

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Posted by on April 6, 2013 in 2. Saturday Centus