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Flash Fiction: A Ribbie Date

To be honest, I don’t really like any sport.

Yet, I accompanied my friends to the baseball weekend-game yesterday night. I did not understand much about what was going on, but I did find something to cheer about – the visiting team’s captain. He was cute and I liked how he moved on field. After bumping into Ray at the pub after the game, and few shots later, I had myself a date with him. Today, I hoped to impress him with the best ribs my town had to offer.

Sadly, it warranted a visit to the pharmacy, and I never heard from Ray again…


Word Count: 104

Prompts:

Sunday Photo Fiction – April 21, 2019

Weekend Writing Prompt #102 – Impress

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 20/19

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Microfiction: Ritual

The head priest smiled as the followers began the ritual.

They held hands and danced in a circle. As they continued, they saw a ball of light forming in the centre of their circle. One of the followers joyously looked at the priest.

“Is it really happening? Is the Goddess really going to appear because of our love and devotion?”

The priest laughed.

“No, son. She will appear only because of your souls.”

Within seconds, the group of followers collapsed to the ground, as lifeless corpses.

The Goddess now appeared to begin her soulful feast….


Word Count: 95

Prompt:

WHAT DO YOU SEE? APRIL/09/2019

Twittering Tale: Downpour

The rain is pouring down hard.

I do usually love the rain. However, today it has completely ruined my plans. It was all going well until now. The takeoff has been delayed. How will my plan be executed now?

I just can’t hijack a grounded flight…


Character Count: 245

Prompt:

Twittering Tales #131 – 9 April 2019

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Microfiction: Splash

This is the fifth case this fortnight.

I cannot brush this aside as a simple coincidence. Five unrelated people have reported seeing a car going over the side of the bridge, and splashing into the water. They even reported seeing the same car, right down to the colour and the make. I need to know more about this. Even the Chief brushed it aside adamantly.

It’s time I stake out the bridge…


Word Count: 72

Prompt:

Sunday Photo Fiction April 7 2019
Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr

Microfiction: Cold Water

The water is cold.

No, I must not think of that. The water is refreshingly warm. It engulfs me snugly like a blanket on a wintery night. In no way can it harm me. The Deep Ones will surely see that I am one with the water. They will surely spare me when they finally surface, choosing to enslave me instead. I would gladly serve them, my aquatic masters. I only have to remember, that the water is not cold.

Another ten hours to go…


Word Count: 85

Prompt:

#TellTaleThursday – 4th April 2019
#TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya

Microfiction: Long Drive

She was a real eye candy.

I met her at the club. After a few drinks and dancing, I sweet-talked her into going on a long drive. We sat in my trashy car. I was surprised that she didn’t find it amusing. She said it added to my mysterious persona. I drove towards the outskirts of town and into the forest and parked the car. Like every other girl I brought here, I asked her to wait as I fetched booze from the trunk, where I hid my knives.

I almost fainted when I returned to find the passenger-seat empty…


Word Count: 100

Prompt:

The Aether Prompt: April 3rd, 2019