Wednesday, June 25, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Key



Ready or not, here you go! It's Wednesday, everyone!

Prompt: Reluctantly he handed over the key.

My story:


He looked up at the house they had planned and built together; thought of the laughter and the memories in those walls. Where had the life he had dreamed of gone?

Back in the car, packed with their 3 kids and all their belongings, his wife stared longingly at the house. He had promised her the world, but with two words, their lives were tossed upside down. First his job, now their home, gone.

Reluctantly he handed over the key, retreated to the car. His wife took his hand, smiled through the tears. “Never forget, we still have each other.”


I love to read your comments! And of course, go check out all the other stories:

Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/
Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com
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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Double Dose!

Good day, dear readers. Today is Wednesday, and since I was off having fun on vacation last week, today you get a double dose of WonHundred Word Wednesday. Without further ado:

This week's prompt: My heart pounded wildly

My Story


My hands started to shake, I clenched them into sweaty fists to calm them, but to no avail. Unsure how long my rubbery legs would hold me, I knelt. My heart pounded wildly, threatening to break my ribs. My eyes and throat burned from holding back the tears, though try as I did, one escaped. My ears rang, full of the sounds around me, unable to process them fully. My mind fought hard against what it knew I had to do. But I had to do it. I stood precariously, took what felt like my last breath, and stepped forward.


Last week's prompt: He hadn't seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching.

My Story


He hadn't seen anything like it in twenty years of teaching. Usually the first day of school was a little hectic, but this… this was pure chaos. He stood at the front of the room, completely ignored by the chatting, texting, Facebooking hoard in front of him.
Over the sound of dismissive teens he heard it. A fire drill? On the first day of school? He listened closely, then snapped to attention… in his bed. He looked around for the sound. The alarm he forgot to turn off. He sighed with relief, snuggling back into the sheets. He still had three months of summer.


I would love to hear your thoughts and comments! As always, make sure you read everyone else's stories. The variety is awesome!

Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/

Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com
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Wednesday, June 4, 2014

WonHundred Word Wednesday: Home


Here it is again, WonHundred Word Wednesday! In case you're new here, here's how it works: Each week myself and a handful of other awesome writers take a prompt and write a 100 word story based on that prompt. We then post our stories and the links to the other blogs so you can share in the awesomeness! It really is cool to see where each writer takes the prompt.

This week's prompt: "In all the years I've lived here, I never once called this place my home."

My story:
In all the years I've lived here, I never once called this place my home. Maybe that’s because it’s not. Don’t get me wrong, I know this place well, so well it’s become boring. I know I’m not supposed to be here, but I can’t seem to leave. I've tried with everything I have left. But my prison does its job well, keeping me down, holding me in. Every morning I gaze out a dusty window, almost able to feel an ache where my heart used to be. Not even death can free me. After all, you can only die once.


As always, I would love to hear what you think, and be sure to check out the other stories!

Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com
Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com
Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/
Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/
Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/
Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com
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