Friday Fictioneers and JustJoJan Day 6 – The Machine

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PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

The turning of the gears was the last thing he heard before his reality twisted.  The churning screech ground through his ears, making him cringe in discomfort.

It followed him into the nothingness.

The reawakening was an arduous process.  It felt like years passed through his body, tearing him apart piece by piece and putting him back together again.  At least, he had hoped for that before he’d entered The Machine.

When the dust cleared, he found himself hovering above concrete.  Just as he thought it, his body slammed to the ground and he felt himself become a tangible part of the world.

For better or worse, he was home.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 110 words.  I also chose to combine Just Jot It January hosted by Linda G. Hill.  Today’s prompt, tangible, is brought to us by Prajakta at An Armchair Perfectionist.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Forecast

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PHOTO PROMPT © Janet Webb

The rain is pelting faster and harder than anyone could have expected.  Laughing at the madness, I somehow remember the weather forecast from the morning news: “We might see some scattered showers in the late afternoon, so enjoy your sunny morning, folks.”

I also remember the thought that floated through my mind and then vanished when I left the house that morning, running late for work as usual: What sun?  There’s nothing but clouds out here.

Would it have made a difference if we’d known?

Looking out the store window where I’d run for shelter, I watch as the water rises higher every second.

No, it probably wouldn’t have helped.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 110 words.

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Friday Fictioneers – Trapped

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Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

She’s been sitting at the window for hours staring at the rolling hills and swaying trees.  She watched as the light began to fade and the first snow fell, and as the snow fell heavier, the wind picked up.  Soon, it slanted sideways and pelted the window until the window was completely covered in frozen gray clumps.

The view is gone, but still she sits, staring.

She’s already tried wrestling with the bindings on her wrists and feet, but it didn’t take long to realize it was no use.

She sees her reflection in the window and watches as a tear slowly falls from her too-wide eyes.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 107 words.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Party Has Arrived

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PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroy

“The Party has arrived!” Jesse yelled as he walked in the door.  He was immediately accosted by Julia and Haley screaming, “Oh, my God!” at the same time.  He smiled and continued into the kitchen.

“Anyone ready for shots?”  He yelled above the blasting stereo.  He started pouring without waiting for a response.  They’d come when they were ready.

Julia was the only one who heard the knock at the door.  “It’s Caleb!” she screamed and ran out of the kitchen.  She opened the door to a man in a mask and as it turns out, he wasn’t Caleb.

 


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 103 words.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Long Hike

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Thanks to Piya Singh for this week’s photo prompt.

Hiking was her passion, and luckily for her, there was a trail right outside her back door.  It seemed every day she ventured farther and farther from home.   The last time, she’d gone so far, she didn’t make it back until after dark.

She didn’t mean to go farther today, but somehow her feet continued to carry her forward.  The air sizzled with heat and stuck to her skin.  Flies buzzed around her and she watched as happy squirrels darted past her feet.

The abandoned shack appeared around the next bend and taking one look at it, she knew she wasn’t going back.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 103 words.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Escape

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PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Maria’s eyes darted anxiously from the tracks to the door leading outside.  Would the train come in time?

“Momma, where’re we goin?”  Matthew was a bundle of energy and had asked the same question at least six times.

“To Grandma’s, sweetie”

“Where’s Papa?”

She glanced at her son as he kicked his legs in the seat next to her.  “I don’t know, baby.”

“But, I want Papa!”  Tears sprang greedily to his eyes as he glared at her.

“I know, love.”  Tears welled in her own eyes.

I don’t know if I can do this on my own.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 98 words.

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Friday Fictioneers – The Thrill of the Hunt

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PHOTO PROMPT © CEAYR

The energy of the city buzzed across the harbor, more alive at night than it ever was during the day.  He stared down at the pale figure in the water and there was just enough light to see her unseeing eyes, her pale lips, her beautiful heart-shaped face.  He decided she wore death well.

This was his favorite part – relishing in the aftermath.  He breathed in the cold night air and realized that the energy that had been pulsing through his body was starting to ebb.  The thrill of the hunt was slowly settling, but he knew it wouldn’t last.


Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end.  This one came in at 101 words.  I hope you enjoy!

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