FFfAW-The Magic Brook

My daughter, Sharla and her friend Macy, loved going to the brook at the back of our house. They loved to wade through the cool water on hot days.

I didn't mind. I knew it was safe as I often went back there to check that it was. Besides, if there was a problem it was only about 50 steps to our house.

One day Sharla came running into the house screaming,

“Mom, mom! We found gold in the creek!”

I went outside to see what it was they had found thinking it would only be fool's gold.

Sure enough, there were gold nuggets glittering on the bottom of the brook.

Making several trips, we picked up the nuggets and took them to the house.

We had 16 ounces of gold. At $1,350.00 an ounce, we had almost $22,000 worth of gold. The girls will split it and have about $11,000 each. A nice little savings to put away for college.

I realized, this is a magical little brook at the back of our house.

Thank you Enisa for our photo prompt this week!

 

This is my 175 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

 

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FFfAW-The Fiesta

The festivities began early in the morning on Friday and were planned to continue through the weekend. Many families had come to town to be a part of the fiesta.

The weather was suppose to be beautiful. Sunshine combined with perfect temperatures.

There was an excitement in the air and everyone was laughing and dancing in the streets. Except for little Jenny. She couldn't get excited about the fiesta. Her father was suppose to be home but had failed to show up when expected. And she couldn't help but worry.

Jenny was at the supper table playing with her food when she heard the crowd laughing and dancing in front of her house. Jenny wasn't in the mood to join them.

Suddenly, the door flew open and surprised Jenny. Her father was standing there in front of her with a wide grin.

Jenny jumped up and flew into his arms, beaming. Daddy was home.

Together they joined the festive crowd, laughing and dancing.

When daddy is home, life is good.


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Thank you Lavanya for our photo prompt this week!

This is my 170 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

FFfAW-Lucky Man

Brandon stared at the stars watching them blink and sparkle and it reminded him that it was close to Valentine's Day and he needed to get something for his wife.

He sighed deeply and leaned against the hood of his car thinking about how lucky he was to have found Gina, his beautiful wife of 23 years. The stars brilliance reminded him of how much he loved and cherished her.

He made up his mind. He would buy her a diamond star necklace for Valentine's Day.

He could hardly wait to see her eyes light up when she sees it.

100

 

Thank you Yinglan for our photo prompt this week!

This is my 100 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

FFfAW-The Healing

Harold wanted to be a writer but his hands had become so arthritic that he wasn't able to hold his quill to paper to write.

Every day he became increasingly depressed because he knew his calling was to write.

His head was filled with wonderful stories that he could not put into written words.

His sister came over and brought her friend to meet Harold. After she learned of Harold's dilemma she put her hands around Harold's hands and spoke a few words.

Suddenly, Harold's hands were filled with a wonderful white light and his Arthritis was miraculously cured.

Harold is now a writer who owes everything to his sister's mysterious friend.


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Thank you Goroyboy for our photo prompt this week!

This is my 112 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

FFfAW-Skipper and I

Skipper and I, well, me mostly, planned an afternoon of horseback riding. Skipper…he's my horse. He's such a good horse. He runs when I want to run, trots when I want to trot, and walk when I want to walk. And, he can stop on a dime.

My mom said it would be okay. We went up to the gully where the river now runs dry and there are piñon trees everywhere. I like to go pick piñons. But that's another story.

We ran halfway to the gully and Skipper needed some water and there wasn't water anywhere! The river had run dry.

Finally, we walked, to save energy, to Mr. Fielders land where he had a trough. When we got there Skipper drank the trough dry.

Then it was time for me and Skipper to go home. Skipper happily trotted all the way home! We were both hungry and there was hay and oats for Skipper and a good roast dinner for me.

We had such a good day together, Skipper and I.

174

Thank you Fandango for our photo prompt this week!

 

This is my 174 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

FFfAW-Pot of Gold

We chased the the rainbow for miles, looking for the pot of gold at the end. We were just kids and believed in the silly tale.

Trying to find the end of the rainbow wasn't easy but finally we found it! To our disappointment the pot of gold at the end was a little camp trailer.

I was devastated! Randall and I had plans to spend all that money we would find at the end.

Randall kissed me and dried the tears from my cheeks.

“Aww honey, it was the fun that counts.”

“Let's go home.” I told him.

“No, let's go inside the trailer. Maybe there will be something interesting.”

We carefully walked up to the trailer and knocked on the door.

The door slowly creaked open and an old lady stuck her head out the door.

To my surprise she asked us if we were Randall and Bess.

“Yes! How did you know that?”

“I know a lot of things,” she smiled.

Then handed us a check from my grandmother. My inheritance.

174

Thank you @any1mark66 for our photo prompt this week! Thank you Mark!

 

This is my 174 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below:

 

FFfAW-The Old Man

He is an old man, his teeth gnarly and his hair unkept. He sits on his front porch smoking a pipe and after years of smoking his few teeth are yellowed.

Whenever I walk by I hold my breath and not step on any cracks in the sidewalk. If I stepped on the cracks I would be haunted by this scary old man.

My mom tells me there is nothing to be afraid of, he is just a harmless old man but my dreams tell me otherwise.

He is to be feared. After all, everyone is afraid of old age.


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Thank you Fandango for our photo prompt this week!

 

This is my 100 word story for the flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt that is kindly photographed by our participants and approximately 75-175 words with which to create our stories. It's fun and everyone is invited to participate. For more information, click HERE.

To read all the stories submitted for this challenge, click on the blue froggy button below: