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Today’s story is a bit of a grim one for me, but this is what came to mind looking at the lockers in the photo featured for the Friday Fictioneers challenge. Thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting and to Claire Fuller for the photo.

Locker Room - Photo by Claire Fuller

Locker Room – Photo by Claire Fuller

In the locker room, hanging behind the door of locker #6273, was the assault rifle. It was the only one that Johnny Dingo left behind. It was there just in case he needed it.

Wrapped up in loose fitting sweats, he made his way through the crowd at the track meet. Heading towards where the announcer stood, calling the runners for the next race, Johnny slowed as he approached.

Did he really want to do this? Yes. They needed a lesson. No more bullying. Those kids who teased him incessantly for the last 10 years would tease no more.

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Have a great day! Be well… ^..^

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Good day to you my fellow bloggers and readers. I have been under the weather for a number of days and finally feel, as I recover, able to concentrate on writing a story. I am participating in Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This challenge requires a complete story using 100 words or less. Here is the photo prompt and my story…

Mutated Moths - Photo by Madison Woods

Mutated Moths – Photo by Madison Woods

Few knew about the mutation of moths. These unassuming insects had turned carnivore. I discovered this the other night at home.

I was sitting outside eating my burger. I needed more mustard. I separated the bun from the burg then went to get it. When I came back, moths covered my food. They appeared to be tearing at the meat. I watched for a bit and then waved them off. Reluctantly they left.

Three days later, after work I went back to Mickey D’s to grab a bite. Who do you think I found at the drive up window?

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Thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting, and to Madison for the inspiring photo. To you dear reader, thanks and be well… ^..^

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Light in the sky - Photo by Madison Woods

Light in the sky – Photo by Madison Woods

It was a quiet night for Jenny. The kids were sleeping. Her husband had gone out with friends. She sipped on tea as she read. Suddenly, she heard a strange sound and saw a light flashing in her backyard.

Heading outside, the sound stopped, and the only light was the moon behind the clouds. Still looking up, she saw that the moon had moved its position quickly. “That’s not normal,” she thought.

Three hours later, she found herself standing in the backyard. Police, family and friends were in the yard. They had been looking for her. She was missing time.

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This is my story written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Thank you for hosting Rochelle, and also to Madison Woods for the photo that inspired this story.

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today. Have a terrific Thursday and be well… ^..^

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Bottle collector - Photo by G.L. MacMillan

Bottle collector – Photo by G.L. MacMillan

I went junking today at the flea market. I was looking for something new to add to my old bottle collection.

Heading down the last row sat a woman. Her grey hair was like a birds nest, and in spite of the heat, she wore heavy shawls. She had old bottles. I picked up an old Coca-Cola bottle. I had to buy it. Twenty five cents was a bargain.

Back at home, I sat the bottle on the shelf with all the others. It was a lovely addition. The date on the bottle: December 25th, 1925. This was one of few Christmas Cokes ever made.

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Thank you Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to G.L. MacMillan for the photo that inspired this story.

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today. Be well… ^..^

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Snow in July - Photo by Dee Lovering

Snow in July – Photo by Dee Lovering

Snow in July? I guess anything is possible. I put on some winter clothes and headed to the park.

I grabbed a hot chocolate and went inside the pavilion. Sitting on a bench, I looked at the happy faces of the children on the merry-go-round. They always make me smile.

After sitting for a good hour, I put my mittens back on and headed for home. I turned on the news. “Scientists today are giving us a bit of alarming news. Climatologist Dr. Radovich of NOAA reports that the earth is heading for an ice age.”

So much for global warming.

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Thank you Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Dee Lovering for the photo that inspired this story. And, thank you dear reader for taking the time to stop on by for a quick read. Have a fantastic day!

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Today I am writing for the Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge. Today’s photo was taken by Sandra Crook and it is of a street in Dijon France. Let’s see where this photo takes me…

Dijon - Photo by Sandra Crook

Dijon – Photo by Sandra Crook

A breeze blew through the street, carrying the aromas of baking bread. It tickled their noses making their stomach’s growl.

“Do you smell that?” Claire asked Jean Luc.

“It smells glorious.”

Following their noses, they found the patisserie. Ordering beer and sandwiches, they sat to eat. Jean Luc got up and asked the gal behind the counter, “Do you have any Grey Poupon?”

“No!” she replied.

Jean Luc returned to the table. “Did they have any?” Claire asked.

He shook his head no showing her his empty hands.

“This is just not going to cut the mustard,” she said smiling.

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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Sandra Crook for the photo that inspired this story.

To you dear reader, I hope you enjoyed this sappy tale.  I just had to do something with mustard.  😀

Have an amazing day and be well… ^..^

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The White Light - Photo by Stephen Baum

The White Light – Photo by Stephen Baum

She closed her eyes. Upon doing so, she saw a bright light. She heard the most beautiful music she had ever heard. It drew her in. Walking along the corridor the music grew louder, the light brighter. She shaded her eyes as she came into the light. There was a crowd of people, and they were smiling at her. A woman stepped forward, hand reaching out.

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Her family surrounded her bed. Her husband was holding her hand. A smile formed on her face as she drew her last breath. “Mom!”

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I hope that you enjoyed my story written for the Friday Fictioneers flash fiction challenge. Thank you Rochelle for hosting this challenge and to Stephen for the photo that inspired my story. And, thank you dear reader for stopping by! Be well… ^..^

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