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Monday, 29 February 2016

First of the Month Fiction - March


Even with the extra day, that flew by!

You know the drill (100 word story exactly or less than 30 words in the comments, link your blog so we can see your unfettered glory.)

Even at five in the afternoon the sun was still beating down. Sweat on her brow dripped continuously in the stifling heat. The crowd chorused in agreement with the angry speaker, demanding action on climate change. The sudden heatwave had finally spurred them into acknowledgement, if not action. Hopefully it wasn't to late. The backs of those in front of her were gleaming with uncomfortable dampness. It seemed to be getting hotter by the minute.

        A world away, the young boy held his magnifying glass, directing sunlight onto the tiny colony. Soon enough, one of them would burst into flames.







Have a great month, everyone!



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19 comments:

  1. LOVE IT !!!!!! As always, such a great story.
    xox

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  2. Hahaha, brilliant! Love the little twist at the end.
    #teamIBOT

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  3. Well done Lydia. I could actually picture my son being that boy!

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  4. Ha ha! I want to know how the two scenarios relate. Is the fire going to spread? What will happen to the group of people?
    There are too many unanswered questions here!!

    Here's one for youL

    The little bird hopped from branch to branch in the rusted red cage, chattering as it did so. A half eaten piece of apple balanced precariously between two bars. A row of unwanted seed settled on the ground below.
    Esmerelda sat on a chair nearby watching. She loved the bird. Oh, how she loved the bird. It was easily her most favourite thing in the whole world, and she never wanted to part with it.
    But she hated the cage that boxed it in. The metal bars stifled his song, she was sure, and she had to let him go.


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    1. The 'people' were ants..the boy was causing the 'global warming'...needed more words...

      Did she let him go? did he come back? That's the real question...Thanks for joining in, as always!

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  5. Ha! Cool. I love it. You always get us with something unexpected.

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  6. That was a good read. I did guess the ants part. Well-done on capturing the readers! Denyse

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  7. Love it!

    Here's my go. 30 words!

    Twiggy breezed in with a Coke in one hand and donut in the other. Cadbury’s peeked out of her backpack. She flashed a toothless grin. Even Twiggy pays a price.

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    1. Ha!! I may have a big butt, but I have all my teeth (and no fillings!)

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  8. Happed up on cold and flu medicine..

    It was an illusion. Something that was never there but for Paul it was true.

    This idea that he was special had been drummed into him since he could remember by mum and dad. Never mind his average school grades and lack of sporting prowess he could do nothing wrong.

    Paul’s sister Margot never got that attention despite being dux of the school and an accomplished pianist. But today she would do something about it, no more therapy.

    Tonight Paul would feel her pain, laying strapped to the cold concrete slab Margot approached with the ice pick and whispered “Goodnight Paul”.

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    1. Ha! That made me snort (with glee). That was not where I thought that was heading....!

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  9. Great unexpected twist.

    Life is not short... Life is the longest activity you'll ever engage in (then you die).

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  10. This reminds me of the scene in Toy Story where Sid is burning all of the toys with a magnifying class. The toys of course get their revenge!

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  11. I loved the twist at the end! You so clever!

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  12. Have you read Under the Dome by Stephen King?? :)

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  13. Wow! Was not expecting that ending! Very cool…or hot…LOL!

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  14. Perfect. Love the twist at the end :)

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  15. Oh I really wish I had the ability to think up a little twist like that....



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