SPF-Reincarnation?

Sandra began coasting on her bicycle on the street in front of her house when a memory flashed in her head of a little girl about the age of 10 riding a Penny Farthing bicycle from about a century ago. This wasn't the first time she had a flashback of this very same image. Could reincarnation really be possible? She had never believed in reincarnation before. She realized that it wasn't only possible, it was probably true. Sandra came to the realization that she had been that little girl who had ridden that Penny Farthing bicycle over a century ago. (100)


Al Forbes is our kind host for the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge. He supplies us with our photo prompt and approximately 100-200 words with which we are to create our stories. It is fun and addicting and everyone is invited to participate by writing a story to go along with the photo prompt. For more information, click on this link.

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My Amazing Dog

“Why do you have a statue of a dog on your front porch?” Stewart asked Louis.

Louis rubbed his chin thoughtfully and answered, “That isn't just a statue of a dog, it is a statue of Rusty, one of the most amazing and my favorite dog of all time.” He trailed his last few words as he thought of his old friend.

“I would love to hear about Rusty,”

Sighing as he reminisced, Louis said, “He saved my life when I came home from the war,” taking a deep breath, “He pulled me from the depth of despair by showing me life was worth living again and I owe my life to Rusty.”

As they were staring at the statue it began to glow, “And, that is Rusty telling me he loves and misses me too.”

“That is amazing! How did you do that?”

“It just happens when I am standing near the statue and I think or speak about Rusty,” Louis continued grinning, “Didn't I just tell you that Rusty was an amazing dog?”

(175)

Al Forbes is our kind host for the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge. He provides us with a photo prompt and approxiately 200 words with which we create our stories. The challenge is open to all who would like to participate. For more information, click on this link.

To read the wonderful stories written by amazing writers, click here.

 

Conquering the Mountain

“That mountain is in my sights, I am going to climb it,” I told my wife. She just smiled at me.

I exercised rigorously to get in shape, watching what I ate so I wasn't carrying any extra weight. My wife kept encouraging me and I knew I could do it. I would do it! I obtained the gear I would need to climb.

To begin with, I started climbing the small hills around my home. At first it was hard, but they started getting easier. I was finally ready!

I, with my two metal prothesis legs, began the climb.

(100)

Thank you to Al Forbes for providing our photo prompt, along with approximately 100-200 words for our stories, and for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction. It is a fun flash fiction story challenge and everyone is invited to participate, just bring your imagination and creativity. For more information, check out Al's post.


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SPF-Homeless

Ray kicked the autumn leaves on his way to the soup kitchen to get his meal for the day. He was especially hungry and hoped he would be able to have seconds.

The line was long to the lunchtime meal which meant there probably wouldn't be enough food for seconds.

Sue handed Ray a bologna sandwich, a bowl of soup and some carrot sticks. It wasn't much and certainly not enough to fill his belly.

The nights were getting cooler and his little camp in the woods didn't provide him much warmth.

Tonight, he would have to make a campfire.

(100)

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SPF-The Race Car

John had always wanted to race cars, but family life and financial obligations kept him from it. When he hit his mid forties and the kids were almost raised he bought a sports car “kit” and assembled it. From that point on, his summer weekends were spent racing around the local racetrack. He said he felt free when he was racing in his sporty race car.

They said he was rounding the curve on the track and was giving his buddies the thumbs up as he was taking the curve. He missed the curve and flew over the side of the track and off the edge of the cliff. That put an end to John's racing.

John was a great guy. I and many others really miss him. But, at least he died doing what he loved.

(140)

This is a true story.

Thank you to Alistair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction. This flash fliction challenge is open for all who would like to participate. For more information, please click here.

To read all the wonderful stories submitted for this challenge, click here.

 

SPF-Making Up

Red faced and angry, he stormed out of the house and drove away. I was crushed. Why take off in the middle of a disagreement and not stay and work things out? Seems I have married a runner.

Disheartened, I put our baby into the stroller and we went for a walk around the neighborhood.

It felt good to be out in the wonderful fresh air and sunshine. It helped me see things in a much clearer perspective and my anger and frustration disintegrated and turned into understanding.

After about an hour of enjoying our lovely brisk walk, the baby and I went back home to find Kevin there waiting for us. He handed me a single long stemmed beautiful rose bud (his peace offering).

Wiping a tear away, I put the bud in a vase and kissed him. I sure love this guy!

Making up is simply the best!

(150)


Thank you to Al Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction challenge and for supplying us with our prompt photo this week. Al provides us with a prompt photo and approximately 100-200 words with which we build our stories. The challenge is open to all who would like to participate and for more information, click here.

To read all the fabulous stories submitted for this challenge, click here.

 

SPF-The Green Planet

Discovery of a new “life-sustaining” planet in a universe close to our own, put us all “over the moon.” The planet is “green,” and in order to be green it had to have water. And water meant, “life.”

Twelve days after discovering this life sustaining planet we made our first journey to meet our new neighbors. Three months after departing, we arrived at the green planet. We hoped they would make immediate contact but after waiting several days, no contact was made. No one came to greet us.

We decided to depart our ship and explore our surroundings. We wanted to know more about our discovery. What we found was creepy. The only life we found was green fungi. It was growing everywhere! We didn’t find any oceans, rivers, lakes, or other forms of water. Everything was covered in this creepy green fungi. Then the damn stuff started growing on us!

We boarded our ship and departed immediately. But, this green fungi continues to grow on us. It will take three months to return to earth. What will we look like we finally return home? More important, what in the hell are we bringing with us? God help us.

(200)

Thank you to Alistair Forbes for providing our photo prompt and hosting Sunday Photo Fiction. He provides us with the prompt photo to stir our creative juices and approximately 100-200 words with which we write our stories. This is my 200 word story for this prompt.

Everyone is invited to participate in his challenge. If you would like to know more, click here.

To read all the wonderful stories submitted for this challenge, click here.

SPF – Resting in the Rig

My home away from home is hard to park and has a closet size room with a bed, a refrigerator, a microwave, a television set and a port-a-potty. (I can sit on the potty and watch a game). It isn’t much but it gives me a chance to rest on my long hauls. I just have to find a place where I can park it all night. There are more overnight parking along highways for the 18-wheelers than there were in the past.

Tomorrow, I get up bright and early, eat a light breakfast and instant coffee and get back on the road for the east coast. I’m hauling a load of eggs. Which by the way, have you priced those things lately? It’s more like I’m hauling a load of gold. Heck, I think I’ll just cook me some of those gold eggs for breakfast.

Gotta go. Games on. (150)

A huge thank you to Alistair Forbes for hosting the Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge. Allistair provides us with the weekly photo prompt and approximately 100-200 words with which we build our stories with. The challenge is fun and addictive and is open to all who would like to participate. If you are interested in learning more, click here.

Click on the link above and go to the blue froggy button and click to read all the wonderful stories submitted for this challenge.

SPF – The Sacrifice

Alba curled her fingers around the clay jar, carefully keeping it close to her chest lest she spill it. This was an important sacrifice to Bacchus, the God of wine and fertility. She had tried several times to bear a child and both times the babe died in her womb. It had become increasingly important she have a child for her husband, Basilius. He was demanding a healthy child. She must not disappoint. She ran into the Bacchus’s chambers setting her wine on the sacrificial table, hoping that Bacchus, would be pleased. Tonight, she would sleep with her husband and her womb will accept his seed of fertility for safe keeping. Surely, Bacchus, would see to the child’s healthy birth in nine months. She closed her eyes and prayed, “Please, highly favored God, Bacchus, this must work. Please, this must work.” Alba dropped to her knees with hope and despair.

(150)

The chambers of Bacchus, God of Wine and Fertility

 

Thank you to Alistair Forbes for providing our photo prompt and hosting the challenge for Sunday Photo Fiction. He provides the photo prompt and approximately 150 words with which we are to build our stories. Everyone is invited to participate, if you are interested, click on the link below.

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SPF-True Love

“He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me…”

“What in the world are you doing?” Cantor asked.

“I’m finding out if my true love loves me.”

“No you’re not. All you are doing is pulling the petals off a daisy.”

“Let’s see. Where was I? He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me!”

“That’s stupid. It is not going to tell you if he loves you.”

“Well, I believe that it does! That’s all that matters.”

(Suddenly, her true love flys over to her and starts kissing her passionately).

“She loves me, she loves me not…”

(100)

Thank you to Alistair Forbes for providing our photo prompt this week and for hosting the “Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge” where we are given a photo prompt and approximately 200 words with which we use to build our stories. The challenge is open to all who would like to participate. For more information click here.


To read all the wonderful stories by amazing writers, click here.