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100 word fiction: Nostalgia

100 word fiction: Nostalgia

“After days of rain, it’s a delight to see the sun shining in all its glory. It would have been beautiful if we had our children with us today.” Gloria couldn’t help but remember the days gone by.

The Robinson’s always made it a point to spend their weekends in their garden. While the children played on the rides, the parents discussed about everything under the sun. It was a lovely way for the family to bond together.

Once the children left for university and then got jobs, the times spent in the garden became nothing but a distant memory.

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

100 word fiction: Help

100 word fiction: Help

“Nick, push it up. Push it way up”

“I am trying Ben. But this damn thing isn’t responding.”

The cockpit was a cacophony of alarms and it was extremely difficult for the pilots to hear each other as the twin engine jet spiraled out of control and headed straight for the neighborhood of Rodwood.

Luckily, the pilots found a road to land the plane. But it still clipped a few light poles and cars finally coming to rest near the mayor’s home. Almost immediately, the air was filled with cries for help with passengers staggering out of the burning wreckage.

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100 word fiction: The abandoned building..

100 word fiction: The abandoned building

PHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

“Don’t go roaming near those gates.” Mrs Smith always asked her kids to stay away from the compound gates beyond which lay the abandoned building. It would have been an architectural masterpiece when it was constructed.

But today, it looked dilapidated from years of neglect. Legend has it that any family which came to stay left in the first week itself apparently due to the strange experiences each of them had.

Though no one had stayed there for years, the lights were always switched on at night and the garden was regularly manicured despite the absence of any visible staff.

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

100 word fiction: The wax figures..

The wax figures

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

A wax museum in the sleepy town of Troddle had risen to prominence courtesy George, one of it’s residents. His museum had figures of famous people from around the town and the cities nearby.

His work was so good that almost all the wax figures actually seemed like real people.

But no one ever knew the secret of his work until the death of his fiancee opened a can of worms.

The police who were already on the search for a number of abductions found that George killed people for money and then turned their dead bodies into wax figures.

100 word fiction: The rise..

100 word fiction

“You need to have the courage to follow your dreams and climb the steps to your goal. You can crib all day long about what you don’t have. Or instead, you can pursue your dream and live life on your own terms. It’s your choice.”

In a country without a history of fencing, Malti had carved out a niche for herself by winning numerous tournaments. And now, she had to move out of India for a few years to train and realize her dream of representing the country.

She knew that it was time to take the leap of faith.

100 word fiction: The keys..

The keys to your home door

“Please don’t do this. I beg you. I am sick and tired of this torture.” She could only murmur as he locked her and took the keys away.

The man whom she called ‘father’ had sexually tortured her and her sister for years. He had kept them in an underground cellar hidden from the world including their mother. They always wondered whether their mother had even tried searching for them.

At first, they tried to fight their way out of his clutches. But slowly they resigned themselves to this fate hoping that they rather face death than be his toy.

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100 word fiction – Deserted at the altar

Deserted at the altar

Deserted at the altar

“I guess this is it. We were meant to be together only till this point.”

“Are you out of your mind? All the preparations are done. Everything is finalized. The marriage takes place in 2 hours. And now you say that its over?”

“Yes, you heard it right. There’s someone else in my life.” And saying this, she walked away with tears in her eyes even before he could ask the questions swirling in his head.

Despite their numerous attempts, her parents hadn’t agreed to their relationship. And she feared that if they got together, their lives would be at stake.

Linking to Friday Foto Fiction by @twinklingtina & @Mayuri6 

100 word fiction – Storm clouds..

The storm clouds moving in...

The storm clouds moving in…

PHOTO PROMPT © Lucy Fridkin

“The rain is starting to get heavier as we speak. It’s better we head back as soon as possible lest we get stuck in the storm. The clouds seem to be coming in quicker than we had imagined.”

Rennie always loved to take his Cessna every weekend for a joy ride over the coast. The views of the evening skyline from the cockpit were astonishing.

Though there was the danger of the storm approaching, his son also wanted to experience the city from up above the clouds. But as soon as they took off, they ran into some turbulent weather.

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

100 word fiction: The locked room..

The purple door

PHOTO PROMPT © CEayr

The room had been locked for years. Rachel had heard stories about her aunt’s ghost lurking behind those doors. This aunt had failed in love and out of despair, she committed suicide.

Rachel didn’t believe all this until one evening when she heard footsteps from the room. They got louder and louder and finally someone began banging the door from inside amidst cries for help. Even before she could react, the door was thrown open.

Almost immediately, Rachel got up sweating profusely. It was 3am and she looked out only to see the room locked as before. Was she dreaming?

Written for the photo prompt and you can read the other entries here.

NaBloPoMo November 2016

100 word fiction: The ramshackle house

The ramshackle house

The ramshackle house

Photo Credit – Shamatura Ilya

The sound of the earth shaking was still vivid in his memory. He only had seconds to react and take his family along with himself out to safety. The 6.5 magnitude temblor at 2:57am had jolted the entire city out from it’s slumber.

The continuous aftershocks in the next few days ensured that almost everyone was forced to sleep under the open sky.

On returning back after a couple of weeks, he burst into tears seeing his once beautiful house.

“I spent my entire life’s earning to build this abode only for it to be destroyed by an act of God!”

Linking to #FridayFotoFiction organized by Tina & Mayuri 

Tina Basu

NaBloPoMo November 2016

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