Flash Fiction – A Moonlight Kiss

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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called

Friday Fictioneers!

Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.


 

Standing on deck the moonlight casts shimmering lights across the water, as the yacht sways in time to waves.

We’ve finally met.

Feeling his arms encircling me, I feel his body warmth emanating from his chest, wrapping around me, cocooned in a new safe place. I feel his lips on my neck as he leaves kisses on my skin.

Turning to face him, I tilt my head closing my eyes to photograph this moment into my scrapbook of memories. The first. The most special.

“One day at a time.” smiling I wrap my arms and hold on to new possibilities.

 

Genre – Romance (100 words)

Flash Fiction – Shadows

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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple hosts the flash fiction challenge called

Friday Fictioneers!

Take the challenge to write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words using the weekly picture prompt.


 

“Dad! Where are you?” I call through the house.

Simultaneously feeling chilled, by a draught even though the window is shut.

I’m motionless, caught in stride. Not believing the image I see.

A shadow of an old man.

My chest tight, my breath visible in the summer heat.

Tightness wrapping around my body and squeezing the air out my lungs.

But no one is there.

Just a darkness.

“There you are! Look, Claire! Found at the building site! I bet they hold some history!” Dad stands in front of me looking at his feet.

Walking in a dead man’s shoes!

 

Genre – Horror (100 words)

Flash Fiction – Stranded

 

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Waves crash against the rocks as the ocean smashes against the new safe world he now calls home. The sea is vicious as he waits for his saviour to rescue him. The demons talking in his head.

His chest tightens as the atmosphere smothers his breath and takes the air out his lungs. He remembers the death that brought him here to this island. A murder and blood.

7 Days Ago…

The top deck was quiet that night. No one was there. In the dark, he walked under the stars thinking of his wife asleep in her cabin. This stranger was watching him. He saw him, out his peripheral vision lurking in the shadows, watching silently. Suspicion and wonder cross his mind. He walks past and glances the stranger’s way. Grant recognises him from the evening charity event. A passing look between him and his wife. He encircled her into an embrace to warn him off her. Showing him she is his, taken.

He watches him as he steps forward.  “Do you have a light?” the stranger keeps his head down and averts his eyes. The air thick with suspicion as he decides if he walks by, ignoring the request.

“Sure.” Keeping his distance, he reaches into his pocket, he sees the flash of moonlight hit the blade. “Hey! Whoa! What is this?!” Grant backs up, away from this man.

“I know it was you! You hurt her!” Lines crease his forehead with anger and menace as he breathes putrid sweet breath! His arm across Grant’s throat, making it hard for him to breathe.

“What? No! I don’t, I love her …” Grants breathing laboured as he struggles for breath. He struggles to shift his weight off as he pushes him away. Shifting his weight against this stranger who is threatening his life.

“I know!!” he yells in his face as spit sprays his face. Showing the fear in his eyes as confusion flashes through his mind.  Stepping into his personal space, backed against the wall once again.

“Stay away! If you don’t you will regret marrying her!” His hands up surrendering his life, Grant waits as the stranger walks away but unbeknown to him, follows him to his cabin. He returns with haste to warn Sarah.  The shock, fear and anger evade him. He sees the blood pooling across the floor, her arm trailing through the dark congealed blood, leaving drag marks across the tiled floor. He hurries outside and vomits over the balcony into the ocean below. The stranger, he flashes a knife, they struggle, and he jumps overboard to safety.

Now…

Resting head in hands, sobbing, remembering his beautiful Sarah. It has been seven days since he left her laying on the floor. He misses her. The peacefulness here on the island is torture to him. He remembers her the last time he saw her. Just as he imagined she would look. Dead and lifeless.

He thinks back to happier times. When they were in each others embrace by moonlight under the skies of the Northern Lights. A magical night where his life changed for the better. Now sitting here he decides it’s time to live not survive.

Searching the island for resources he spells out the words across the sand. Feeling accomplished.  He waits for the yacht to return.

On the horizon, he sees the white fleck in the distance. It comes to shore as Sarah, stood on deck, a beautiful vision, sun hat held tightly by her hand as the wind blows her blonde hair across her flawless face. She jumps into the water, up to her thighs as she desperately wades through the ocean to reach her man. The love of his life.

“How about we get married and go on honeymoon? Relax on the beach and leave your old life behind?”

“Perfect! Without Grant, my life will be perfect.” she smiles at Joe and kisses him as he holds her in his arms. Safe. Content. Happy.

In the sand, Sarah glances over at the branches that spell out the words, Marry Me!

“My answer is Yes! I will marry you!” Sarah smiles as she feels the weight of their plan wash away any guilt she had. Perfectly worked out so they could be together. Sarah safe in his arms.

The perfect plan.

 

 

 

Daily Prompt – Dear Diary…

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Dear Diary …

Monday

So, I’m writing this right now as I can’t wait until I go to bed!  I just got home from school! It was amazing! He was so lovely and said he would walk me home! EEk! I can’t believe he likes me! I’m in the year below him too. He is my new love! I think I really like him!

Tuesday

I got to school this morning and Josh came straight over. He didn’t even bring his friends over to me to say hi but I don’t care! I told him I was going to the park after school tomorrow and asked if he wanted to come! He said yes!

Wednesday

We went to the park today. Josh met me at the playground gates. I thought he wasn’t going to come but when I saw all his mates leave I realised he must have had detention. He is always in trouble. I don’t care though. I don’t like his mates much though. They are always sniggering! Sometimes I feel like it’s at me but I really like him! So I ignore them. Maybe they are jealous! We went to the park and just sat and talked! He plays football. He is so cute! Afterwards, he walked me home because it started to get dark. We didn’t kiss yet. I wonder when we will?

Thursday

I told Josh I would meet him at the school gates today but he didn’t turn up! I was so vexed! He said he would come but I saw him leave with his stupid mates! I hate them! They all laughed when they left. Josh didn’t though. He smiled at me and shrugged. I guess he just feels like he can’t show me he likes me because he’s too embarrassed in front of them.

Friday

OMG!! I cant believe what happened today! Eek! I went to the park with Josh and we kissed! It was a full-on snog too! Tongues and everything! He’s a really good kisser! I hope he likes me because I don’t kiss just anyone! Well, he’s the only one I’ve ever kissed that I’ve liked. I do like him! He is gorgeous! I can’t wait until tomorrow! I want to kiss him all the time! I’m going to the park to meet him again tomorrow. I’m so excited I won’t be able to sleep.

Saturday

I’m so upset! He didn’t come!

Sunday

I have to go shopping with Mum! I hate shopping and I bet I will miss Josh! I was going to go to the park in case he turns up and got the day wrong! Now I can’t!

Monday

Josh said he was really sorry that he didn’t come. I forgave him! We went to the shops and got ice creams. Afterwards, we went to the park. We were the only ones there. I let Josh feel my boobs too. He undid my school shirt. I was so embarrassed because he got my boob right out! I was really turned on though so didn’t want to stop him. He just did it. But I guess I didn’t stop him and I could have if I wanted him to.

Tuesday

I got to school today and Josh ignored me! I’m so upset. Maybe my boobs were not big enough. I don’t know. I thought he really liked me. I wouldn’t have let him do that if I knew. I’m not going to talk to him tomorrow! I’m starting to wonder why I even liked him in the first place!

Wednesday

I went over to Josh today and asked him why he ignored me yesterday and he just laughed at me with his mates. They were all laughing and sniggering and whispering! I feel so stupid! He was obviously using me! I hate him!

Thursday

I hate him!!!! When I got to school EVERYONE was pointing and laughing at me!  I saw they were laughing at their phones. Mia said she had seen the photo of me and called me a whore! What have I done?

Friday

How am I ever going to go back to school again? Everyone has seen it! Josh’s mates took a picture of me. I’m so embarrassed. I’m never going back to school! I can’t face them all laughing at me!

Saturday

I saw the picture on Snapchat! I HATE HIM!!!!!!!!!

Friday

I’m never going back!

I know what I have to do!

I have to do it!

750 words.

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Bullying can happen to anyone.

Name calling, hurting, Cyber-bullying and by text.

These days, children are exposed to bullying threats daily. Snapchat, Instagram and Facebook. These are the worst! A photo taken in an instant will be shared within minutes of it being captured and will spread just as rapidly

It’s almost time for schools to go back as the September term starts. In every school children have to endure bullies and evil children that take advantage of them at any opportunity.

If you do one thing when preparing your child for the new term, teach them this. BE KIND, ALWAYS! 

As their parents, let’s put a STOP to bullying by teaching them how significant these three little words are.

 

 

Video

8 Times That Take That Will Have You ROFL on Carpool Karaoke!

Carpool Karaoke with Take That and James Corden

Comic Relief would not have been complete without James Corden and his Carpool Karaoke. It is now an essential part of Comic relief after last year when James Corden appeared with George Michael and created what it is today. As is, in all James Corden’s sketch videos he ropes celebrities into singing along with him as he transports them to their next appearance which is normally held at the CBS studios in Los Angeles. The show was originally a feature on James’ late night US talk The Late Late Show.

Comic relief 2017 had us in stitches as we watch Take That band member Gary Barlow, Mark Owen and Howard Donald as they sing along with James Corden.

Here are the top 8 reasons to watch the video! 

  1. What is funnier than four grown men embarrassing themselves wearing little red foam noses? No man can be taken seriously looking like that but in all true Comic Relief spirit, they do it to raise money.
  2. The reference to the spandex thrown onto the stage in replacement of knickers and bras… obviously, now their original fans are now in their 40’s and 50’s and not young teenage girls. us older fans need a little tight elastic to help hold everything where it should be.
  3. The fact that it really is time for Howard to retire. He is just there to make up the numbers right? Duo’s never doing well … unless in some irony they are Irish band Jedward and for comical effect.
  4. The amazing singing! It doesn’t matter how old Take That fans are, the songs still take you back 25 years to the 90’s and the ultimate Take That tour!
  5. The funny story of Take That trying to break out in America … checkout from 10.15 minutes into the clip.
  6. Mark Owen looking like he is either drugged up and high, drunk, has hay fever or is severely allergic to something. He looks like he has aged considerably and most likely from his alcoholism. I was pretty shocked to see him now after his time in rehab.
  7. The glimpse of Howard’s body! Nothing like a bit of eye candy!
  8. The story of trying to break America and some very questionable choreography.

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Overall though with all joking aside, Take That have always been an iconic band. It really doesn’t matter how old you are because the feeling when listening to their songs still evoke emotions from the time everyone listened to Take That. It’s a fun clip of a group of four guys having fun and reminiscing to their songs and the high of a successful boy band of the 90’s. James Corden did well this year! The ultimate question though is should James join and become member 5?

To learn more or donate to Comic Relief go to

http://www.rednoseday.com

My Sweet Dreams Turned Into a Nightmare.

 

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It began when I went to bed. I had just finished a long stretch of writing for my book and realised it was gone midnight and knew I needed to get up early. This is normally where my problem starts. I’m not good at going to bed and I’m really bad at waking up in the morning. When I’m tired my mind plays tricks o me.Having anxiety also doesn’t help.

Deciding I was too tired to write anymore, I  pack up the MacBook, I shut off the lights in my hallway and glanced at the glass-fronted front door. This in itself was my first mistake. I will advise you to never, ever, look out of the window as you’re getting ready to go to bed. Especially when there are no curtains. I mean this when I say that I scare myself.  I’d just finished writing a particularly hard chapter in my book, without giving it away, a knife was involved. I sharp knife, I’m sure I need say no more. Well, I stood with forefinger paused on the light switch, bracing myself for the long run up the stairs… I liked from the front door to the stairs… I flicked the light switch and bolted up the stairs. I always have that feeling of being watched and tonight was no exception. Do you get that?  You ‘feel’ a strong presence in the room and think someone is there. It’s watching you, through the window, from the dark outside. Don’t think about it just turn and run!

Tired legs that barely hold me up, or comfortably carry me up the stairs ache as I reach the top where the safety is. Before going to bed, I walk to the bathroom clutching my chest as my heart threatens to beat outside my chest and brush my teeth. As I write this I am now realising how many windows in my house have no curtains. I really need to fix that!

I go to bed and spray my pillow with the lavender mist. Settle into bed and think of my partner, Phil. He is working away in Bristol this week so I’m already feeling a little nervous in the house on my own with just the children who I need to keep safe. Really? I guess I could set the little toddler on any burglar. I’m pretty sure she is braver than me and she can be pretty intense and scary at times!

I lay in bed as I feel myself drifting off to sleep and think of my accomplishments from the two chapters I have finished and think of the progress I’ve made as I’m falling asleep. I realise I can officially call myself a writer. I’m writing so that passes as a writer. I may not yet be a published author. Anyway, I’m drifting off to sleep. I’m relaxed and asleep dreaming of how my life may change once I publish my book. The kind of thoughts when you want to turn your life around for you and your family. You have doubts but keep pushing forward because until the book is written, it can’t be published. I think of publishing deals and meeting other fellow authors. I’m comfortable and snuggled into the warm quilt… ice and relaxed as I drift off to sleep… or so I thought.

Do you ever get that leg kick in bed when you’re falling out of a plane, or slip off the curb. Yes?  Well, that! That is what I experienced yet I was just stabbed. Repeatedly with a kitchen knife as I run up the stairs in my house and as I woke from the nightmare I realised that there is a shadow in my bedroom in the corner that is the shape of a tall man. I’m under the cover at this point crapping myself, heart palpitating and I’m screaming at my teenage daughter comes in the room. Se sleeps in my bed that night because I was too scared to sleep alone.

Moral of the story is. NEVER look out the window into the dark as you go to bed.

It will turn you into a quivering wreck who has to be saved by your teenage daughter that is quite obviously braver than you!

Madison Ward

What No One Tells You About Anxiety

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Anxiety is the fear of the unknown!

It grips your chest and squeezes every little bit of breath out of your body. It clenches around your heart and makes you paranoid and scared.

Anxiety. It invades every pore on a bad day making the simplest of tasks hard.

A happy thought can turn to worry and paranoia. Your feelings crash against each other in their own personal battle.

It makes daily routines and simple tasks like the school run feel like a marathon you’re not fit enough to tackle. A fear rises and the dread is like a wall blocking your way forward.

You worry people are watching and judging you so it is easier to stay in.

It can have you pacing the floor wearing out your carpet as the fear bubbles and escapes into a cry.

Your mind takes over and mixes your feelings up like a tornado of debris crashing around your brain.

Then the panic attack happens, you try to talk about your feelings but the words don’t come out, you stumble on words and sentences come to a jumbled mess as the fear takes hold and squashes any brave thoughts you had.

Isolation takes hold. The friends visit less and become people from the past. The odd nod in the street as you pass, compared to the strong friendship who you had and who you shared secrets with.

You get invited out for a coffee which you really want to do but something happens in the morning that catches you off guard and suddenly the coffee you were looking forward to is just a bitter taste in your mouth.

Slowly friends stop contacting you because they think you’re avoiding them but don’t ask why they assume you’re rude or you are not the person they thought they knew.

They think their feelings about you are right when really they are far from the truth.

Anxiety will break you unless you fight it!

The daily fight is real!

It’s time to talk!

Madison Ward