100 Word Challenge: Cat

Hello! This is a 100 word – no more, no less – prompted story  from a site I came across called the ‘Thin spiral notebook’. Clicking this bit will take you to the 100 word challenge page there. And this story is a little tribute to my two furry friends 🙂 

Genre: From the Heart

cat in a Christmas tree

My cats are really sweet. They truly are a joy to me. One will sit there and stare, wanting us to play. The other purrs after just one word I say to him. They are each other’s friend – except when the little one gives chase: Then it’s pistols and handbags at the ready. I love my cats, I really do. And the love they give back is immeasurable. I think about the hurt cats all over the world and my heart breaks every single time. I’m glad I adopted mine, because the love they give… delights me all the while 🙂

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Little Eric’s Language Barrier! *

Genre: Humour/Humor, Satire *

 

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Little Eric’s Language Barrier! *

 

“Hey boys, how ‘bout y’all makin’ yer Ma some wind chimes?”

Little Eric, upon hearing his Uncles call, still found this kind of speech incredibly odd and hard to understand. He, after all, was here visiting from England and unaccustomed to his American Uncle and Cousins’ manner of speaking; he found it, in many ways, archaic.

Eric didn’t quite know what to make of his Uncle Marvin’s enthusiastic wordings regarding ‘something’. Though, his cousins – Billy, Bob and Joey – seemed rather full of excitement by what he had said.

Eric watched as they gleefully ran towards their Papa spouting noises in a fashion which Eric could only describe as ‘sheer exhuberance whilst yelping utter gibberish’.

He knew he should have learned ‘Gibberish’ before he came 😉

 

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Prompt and story created from ‘Monday’s Finish the Story’ here.

* I noticed some displeasure Re today’s prompt on the site, so I give my apology if anybody is offended by my story… it’s a comical piece, harmlessly ripping both American Redneck speech as well as English Snobbery vocab taken to the extreme, but meant playfully… 🙂

 

 

 

My Beautiful Swan

Genre: Romance

 

 

Framed Swans

ORIGINAL ARTWORK. ‘Used by Permission’ Copyright- Rochelle Wisoff-Fileds. view here! 

 

My Beautiful Swan

 

He makes my heart a flutter.

He steals a kiss when I expect it the least.

I love his hands, so warm and gentle.

His grinning and smiling makes me know I love him.

He teases me so funnily, with his one-liners.

He laughs at my stupidity and say’s it’s okay to be nuts: And for that, I love him even more!

He accepted me from the beginning, grew me, nurtured me, loved me.

Like the male and female Swans in this picture, my mate he is for life.

I know I got the picture prompt wrong… Forgive me.

For sharing this story meant more and worth every word.

Thank you!

 

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This story prompted by the lovely Rochelle for our Friday Fictioneers. View the prompt and site here

Click on the blue froggy guy for more 100 word stories!

 

Long Gone

Genre: Tragedy

100 words

 

 

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Roger Bultot

 

Long Gone

 

We came back again. The van is still aged. The weeds intertwining with its machinery.

This wasn’t how we left it.

Have we aged too?

No.

We just can’t move on.

The damage to the side of the truck is still there. The crash, it killed us. So why can’t we move on?

Because we want our baby girl who’s not here with us, her mom and dad…..It must mean that she didn’t die like us.

When we find her, we can be at peace, and once more be a family.

We walk away defeated.

Tomorrow we try again.

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100 word Flash-Fiction over at Friday Fictioneers… here to view site & prompt. PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Roger Bultot

 

 

School for Vampires

Friday Fictioneers – 100 word Flash Fiction piece from an image prompt. Courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Friday Fictioneers | Miriam-Reuben
Friday Fictioneers | Miriam-Reuben Wisoff

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School for Vampires

 

PHOTO PROMPT Copyright -Jennifer Pendergast

 

Jason and a frightened Holly, hand in hand, stared at what was their way out to freedom.

“It’s okay Hol, the others said it’s safe – it’s our way out of here, what we’ve been searching for, for so long. It’s okay, I promise”

How reassured Holly was feeling was not close to how certain Jason felt.

“What if it’s a lie, a myth? A fantasy that we could ever break free of this place. I’m scared Jay”

“Keep hold of my hand Hol, and on 3 we run and leap”

They did. And were never seen again.

Nor their bodies found.

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Friday Fictioneers May 30th Photo source here

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Yuck!

Genre: Humour/Humor

 

Copyright - Janet Webb

Yuck!

I cannot believe my ‘friend’ roped me into this.

That letch of a Bar Man ‘come’ Street Artist makes my stomach turn – and now I am posing for him.

Urgghh.

Thankfully, the few Sangrias are making it more bearable.

I could kill her for this; especially as she is laughing her head off.

As I glare at her I swear he’s licked his lips.

I feel so sick.

And a moment later – I am sick, right over him and his portrait.

She’s shocked, he’s swearing in Spanish – and then it’s me laughing my head off!

Revenge is so sweet…

even if it is tinged with the taste of bile!

                                                               

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Story Prompt: Friday Fictioneers , 113 Words. Photo credit: Copyright – Janet Webb

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A 100 Word ‘Tail’!

 

 Genres: Humour/Humor & Romance

 

Copyright - Björn Rudberg

 

A 100 Word ‘Tail’!

 

Tom Cat lay perched on his terrace ledge. From here he’d been admiring Kitty for weeks.

 

 

But what separated them, as he looked down towards Kitty’s abode, was how he would manoeuver the hill to get to her.

 

 

Today though, beaming with success, he had finally worked out the route down of the rough terrain.

 

 

Now”, he thought, “Kitty is mine”!

 

 

And tonight, he would finally get to meet her – face to face!

 

 

And that night, face to face they indeed met: So closely in fact that Tom Cat could feel her whiskers touching his.

 

 

And the best bit – she did not run off!

 

 

Kitty and Tom Cat?…..

 

 

You guessed the end!

 

 

 

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‘100 Word’ Flash-Fiction picture* story prompt from The Friday Fictioneers

*picture: Copyright – Björn Rudberg (and 119 words to be exact!)