CHOCOLATE DELIGHTS

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This week’s photo prompt is provided by Sonya with the blog, Only 100 Words.





CHOCOLATE DELIGHTS






They were green. Just like their shuttle.

I thought I had encyclopedic knowledge of all of them: Milk Chocolate, Chocolate with Almonds, Special Dark, Hugs, Caramel, Meltaway Center… Even the Holiday’s packs dressed in decorative wrappings.

I saw it land.

At first, I thought it was a practical joke… A Santa and reindeer landing in the back yard.

A neighbor’s drone.

But it was green and shaped like a Hersey Kiss!

Mist arose from the decompression as the door-panel was released from the side.

Out they walked.

Green Hersey Kisses with LEGS!

They came walking toward me.

“My kindred. My kindred. My kindred.” I heard them chant.

“Where are their mouths?”

“My kindred. Enough have been sacrificed.” The one in front looked angry.

They had no faces???

How did I know they were angry?

Suddenly, the one closest to me grabbed my shoulder.

“Wake-up Andrew. Did you eat all the kisses!?” It was my mom.



 

Written for Flash FIction for the Aspiring Writer. Requirements: Create a 150 word flash using the photo prompt.

IT’S JUST A CUTE QUIRK… I’M SURE

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IT’S JUST A CUTE QUIRK…    I’M SURE




She was late. She was always late. I don’t even know why I bother to show up on time. Killing twenty minutes at the Music Gallery and then coming to the Downtown Grinds… I would have been in a far better mood.

They say opposites attract… I guess that is true.

I like to get to places early. Sometimes I show up a half-hour early, just to be safe.

Being late is so disrespectful.

Here she come’s. Man, is she beautiful.

“Hey, Tony. Sorry I’m a little late. Traffic was horrid.”

Smiling, I cross-round and hold the chair for her.



 

Written for Friday Fictioneers. Requirements: Using the photo prompt, create a 100 word story.

A Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow

A Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow

Tomorrow you get to become anyone in the world that you wish. Who are you? You can choose to be anyone alive today, or someone gone long ago. If you decide to stay “you” share your rationale.

 

I do not want to be anyone else. It isn’t because I see myself as someone so special that the world cannot do without me… It is just that I feel each of us are supposed to become that special person that there is someone in the world that cannot do with them.

I believe that each of us are supposed to be essential to the making of this world go round. Each of us can make the world a better place.

Yeah, I know… way to idealist for some people. But even going on sixty… it’s a belief that I do not want to let go of believing!



 

(Did you hear Journey singing in the background?)



 

Written for The Daily Post. December 31, 2015.A Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow

Childhood Revisited

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Childhood Revisited




What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you.




 

Memories… Which parts of a memories are ‘real’ and which parts of a memories at like ‘he fisherman’s catch’… My memories alter over time. Some earlier memories are altered and adjusted from the retelling that I am not sure which parts are real and which pats are the fisherman’s catch?

Photographs are attached to so many of my memories for early childhood. There is a photo pf me – possibly two years old- and making a mess of a birthday cake.

I remember doing this… yet I cannot remember another birthday party cake ‘ever’ in my life?

There is a picture of me riding our German shepherd, Spot. I think I was about four. I remember the dog. I remember the porch. It looks just like to photograph.

I am not sure that many of my “true” memories are trustworthy???

Heck, I retell so many stories…. I better not go there?




 

Written for The Daily Post. December 30, 2015. Childhood Revisited

SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015 WEEK #52

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SHARE YOUR WORLD – 2015

WEEK #52




  • Tell how you are feeling today in the form of a weather report. (For example, partly cloudy, sunny with a chance for showers, etc.) 
  • What is most memorable about your high school years?
  • Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewelry?
  • Complete this sentence:  I like watching…


 

Tell how you are feeling today in the form of a weather report. (For example, partly cloudy, sunny with a chance for showers, etc.) 

A cold front has moved in to encompass the village. The skies are overcast and the temperature has plummeted. Sure, I looks pretty outside, but don’t let that fool you. It is definitely a ‘yellow alert’ day! Tomorrow appears to be more of the same?

What is most memorable about your high school years?

I hated high school… the classes… not the extracurricular. I loved sports, but I was still small for my age. So being way to competitive to settle for just ‘being with the team’ as a stats or a manager… I chose a road less likely. I also enjoyed music. My favorite memories are with the many musicals and traveling concerts and quartets.

In my eight grade musical, Once upon a Mattress (the fairytale story of the Princess and the Pea), the back two curtains fall from the rafter during the performance

Have you ever owned a rock, pet rock, or gem that is not jewelry?

How embarrassing to answer “yes”. I used to have a pet rock of my own… It was gold pyrite … fool’s gold. It would come with me to all places where luck was needed. It rock contained four chucks of gold– each about the size of a thumbnail. About the size of my fist in circumference and only about an inch think. I cared it in my back pocket.

Today… It’s packed away in a trunk somewhere

Complete this sentence:  I like watching…

I like watching the Duke Blue Devils in basketball… The NCAA Mad Madness Tournaments (24/7)… Atlanta Braves in professional baseball… WWE Wrestling if Cena is competing (yes, I know that ‘competing’ is a fallacy as used here)…Star Trek… Star Wars… Battlestar Galactica …StarGate… Doctor Who … Sherlock Holmes… Murdoch Mysteries… Agatha Christie… All kinds of who-done-its…

Yeah, I can be a bit of a couch potato if it rains or in the winter.



 

Written for the last Share Your World Week #52- 2015. Requirements: Answer the four questions.

STILL YOUNG AT HEART

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STILL YOUNG AT HEART





Of all the places I thought I would end up on New Year’s Eve, Red Rooster Bowling Lanes was not in the running.

Ring… Ring…Ring…

“Hello.”

“Uncle Alvin. Eugene here.”

“Happy New Year.”

“Not yet, Unc … a bit of a problem.”

“Alice?”

“Mom’s OK. Dad’s on the way to Richmond Memorial. Baby brother’s on the way. Dad said call and let you know that we are here … alone.”

“I thought that Janice was watchin’ you? Abby and I were..”

“She’s already left for a bash. Mom tried calling three…”

“I’ll be right over.”

I arrived not only to find my nine-year-old nephew Jerry, but four of his friends. A preplanned sleep-over… the MINECRAFT theme music was booming throughout house.

“Eugene, what do you guys have planned for the night?”

“You’re seen’ it!”

“Grab your coats, guys. New Year’s Eve is not meant to be celebrated at home!” (There was no way I was going to be able to here MINECRAFT for the next five hours.)

“Where we going?”

Twenty minutes later, the six of us were consumed cheeseburgers, fries and in an intense game of bumper bowling.

Boy, good thing I had an in at the alley. Bowling ‘til after midnight, and Abby doesn’t get off until 2 AM anyway.

(198 words)



 

Written for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. Week #1- 2016. Requirements: Create a 200 word flash story using the photo prompt and the provided first sentence.

FOSTER HAVEN

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FOSTER HAVEN

“He has candles in his room again.”

“I know.”

“There aren’t candles anywhere else in the house. Why candles in his room?”

“That was all he asked for for Christmas.”

“Don’t you think that is a little strange?”

“Did you talk to him?”

“Come on, honey. How do you talk about candles? Did you?”

“Yes. It’s because of all the kids we allow to stay here. We seem to have a different child every weekend.”

“So… candles?”

“He says he can’t save children, like we do… So he lights a candle and prays for each of them every night.”

Written for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenge. Requirements: December 16, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about “spreading the light.” You can use it to honor or memorialize a loved one