Category Archives: 1. 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups #100WCGU

The Big Apple has it all, the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, Yellow Cabs and an enormous faith in their “can do” attitude to life and the pursuit of happiness.

For one little life, the forest of legs quickly passing was overwhelming.

“Mamma?” a small whimper.

“Mamma!” more desperate.

Staying close to the edge of buildings, avoiding the teeming jungle of legs, a small life moved silently. Mamma hadn’t been seen since she had gone out in the darkness. Hunger and thirst finally forced a move.

There was movement, something reaching down, strange yet comforting in being lifted.

“Hello, kitty. Where’s mother cat?”

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“This,” announced the museum guide, “Is thought to be a gastrolith-like bone mass.”
 
Susie, ten, had a mind for detail, “Doesn’t gastrolith mean stomach stone?”
 
“Aye, lassie, normally stone but this is bone.”
 
Susie stared at the mass, “But gastroliths aren’t that big.”
 
The guide smiled slyly, “For the creature, this was small. It’s from a dragon. Haven’t you heard of St. George’s dragon?”
 
“What bones are they?”
 
“Some are deer but most are from Nessie.”
 
Susie was confused, “The Loch Ness monster isn’t real. No one reliable has seen it.”
 
“True, not since the dragon had done with it.”
 

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“Ru…beee…” a name drifted across the valley.
 
Again, “Ru…beee…”
 
Fearing a child might be missing, I made my way towards the sound. If I could help, I’d be there. My experience in bushwalking would be handy.
 
Once more, “Ru…bee…***”
 
There was something more I couldn’t hear.
 
I called ahead, “Is Ruby lost?”
 
As I stepped out from amongst the trees, a man turned, “Ruby? No, mate, I said ‘roo be still’. My kangaroo got his foot stuck in the fence. I’ve been trying to get him out but he won’t be still.”
 
I smiled and retreated back through the trees.
 

Have you had one of those days when everything seems to go wrong?

I was late but it wasn’t my fault. Someone had thought it funny to trip me when I was carrying a drink. Work was already waiting when I sat at my desk.

When I had a break, I barely had time to have something to eat and have a drink because I had to stop friends fighting. The afternoon was no better.

Now I’m home.

“Are you all right?” It was her.

“I’m exhausted. Shut the door behind you please, mummy.”

Life can be hard when you’re five and have to go to school.

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What greater work of future hope does come,
 
With parents both greeting their newborn child,
 
The love, hopeful dreams of every new mum,
 
She cradles her bundle, “Has he just smiled?”
 
Home, the family, his journey begins,
 
First crawling, then walking, talking with style,
 
He grows oh so quickly, wish he were twins,
 
Some tantrums, some tears but so much more smile.
 
Soon school comes along, he faces with cheer,
 
Now reading and writing, good at sports too,
 
He moves through with ease each year after year,
 
First college, sweetheart then marriage ensue.
 
Once more a child comes but this time to him,
 
“A girl!” he exclaims, embracing his Kim.

The Task: “You are to use the last 10 words of the post next to yours and using just 100 words create a story. It may be a follow-on from the previous one or you may like to take it in a different direction.”
The Source: “Autumn Goes Sky Diving” appearing on the blog “HURTLED TO 60 AND NOW BEYOND…”

The 10 Words: “ a sense of exhilaration swept over her as they landed “

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A sense of exhilaration swept over her as they landed. Autumn felt herself being unbuckled by Harry. She turned to thank him for her skydiving experience but joy turned to surprise.

“I’m late,” a white rabbit said. “We must go.”

Too confused to resist, the rabbit hopped along with Autumn in tow.

“Are you Alice’s White Rabbit?” Autumn asked.

“Alice who? We’re late!”

Before she could stop him, Autumn was pulled into a hole. She was falling, this time without Harry.

She felt herself being shaken, “Autumn, are you alright?”

“Huh?”

It was Harry, “You passed out as we landed.”

Marie had an invisible friend. It worried her mother.

“I’m Doctor Dodgson. You can call me Alice. I’d like to speak to Marie alone.”

Alice was about to close the door when Marie warned, “He’s late.”

“What was the rabbit late for?” wondered Alice as she saw a rabbit enter. “I see you brought your pet rabbit.”

Marie giggled, “You see him?”

The rabbit stood, “Surely you remember me?”

Alice’s childhood memories flooded back, “White Rabbit?”

“It’s time for Marie’s adventures in Wonderland.”

Alice realised what fun lay ahead for Marie.

Speaking to Marie’s mother, “Marie is perfectly alright, I once had an imaginary friend just like hers.”

“What’s in the red box, sweetheart?”

“Something special, grandpa. I saw a man on television carrying a red box. People said it had very important things inside.”

Grandpa was growing very curious.

“Can you keep a secret, grandpa?”

Grandpa nodded so the contents were revealed one at a time.

“A photo of us all together to show our family, a drawing of a heart to show our love, smiles for us when we’re sad and cuddles for us to keep us warm.”

The grandchild paused, “Grandpa, what do you think was in the television man’s red box?”

“Nothing as important as yours, sweetheart.”

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Time had almost arrived. All was ready for the beginning. Soon the word would be given.

“What’s this?” an amused voice resounded.

Time had started too soon, “…but I turned it off. I thought it’d cool.”

“Little angels need to learn patience,” came a smiling reply.

“Are you angry?”

“No, I knew it would be so.”

A singularity, immensely hot and dense started its rapid expansion, cooling as it moved. Subatomic particles formed. Protons, neutrons and electrons combined to make atoms, the process begun.

There was light and it was good. Time will tell if what’s given is used wisely.

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A frantic mother was searching the gallery for her lost daughter. She was about to call a gallery guard when she saw her daughter sitting, staring at a driftwood sculpture of a horse.

“Sweetheart, mummy was worried. You should have stayed with me.”

“…but this horse is beautiful. I’m wishing she was real.”

“Wishing won’t make it happen. It’s not real.”

“Daddy always tells me if I dream and believe, I’ll achieve so I’m wishing she was real.”

Mummy sat with her daughter and listened to her whisper, “I believe.”

Her daughter pointed to the horse now becoming real, “See.”

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