The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Jan Wayne Fields

No Imagination

Sam peered out of the tent. “It’s dark. I can’t see anything.”

“There’s nothing to see, that’s why. I thought you wanted to come camping.” Barbara sounded exasperated.

“I thought I did, too.” Until I got here. Sam shivered. He imagined every plant as poison ivy, crackling twigs as footfalls of a lurking predator, each leaf rustle an omen of impending doom. Surely the moonlight was leading a werewolf pack straight to them. Was that a snake he heard slithering?

“Just relax, Sam. You’ve no imagination.”

On the contrary, Sam silently disagreed, that’s really not the problem.

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

You Never Listen to Me

While Angie transferred clothes from the washer to the dryer, Charlie was in the other room saying something. She asked him to repeat himself. He got offended.

When Angie vacuumed or fed papers through the shredder, she could hear Charlie’s voice but couldn’t understand him. He pouted when she explained she couldn’t hear him over the machines.

“You never listen to me,” Charlie complained.

He expected her to hover within conversation range while he showered. Saturday night, the sounds of the shower water and his own voice prevented Charlie from hearing the front door close and Angie driving away.

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This week’s photo is by our hard-working Friday Fictioneer host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out Rochelle’s story Lack of Vision.

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo. I wrote this version with a different ending due to a comment from a fellow Friday Fictioneer writer, Granonine. The first version of Right or Wrong here.

Photo copyright CE Ayr

Right or Wrong (2)

“This wasn’t here last time!” Trina exclaimed. The boulder blocked their path.

Trudy rolled her eyes at her younger, twin sister.

“Maybe it fell out of the sky?” Trina guessed.

“Boulders don’t just come out of nowhere!” Trudy objected.

Trina defended herself, “Just because you are 12 minutes older than me doesn’t make you always right about everything!”

A loud, whooshing sound caused them to look up. Another boulder plunged towards them, crashing into Trudy, killing her instantly.

Finally Trina spoke, “See? I was right all along. Boulders do fall out of the sky. Told you so!”

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This week’s photograph is by C.E. Ayr, also a Friday Fictioneer writer. Check out C.E.’s story: Love.

To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright C.E. Ayr

Right or Wrong

“This wasn’t here last time!” Trina exclaimed. The boulder blocked their path.

Trudy rolled her eyes at her younger, twin sister.

“Maybe it fell out of the sky?” Trina guessed.

“Boulders don’t just come out of nowhere!” Trudy objected.

Trina defended herself, “Just because you are 12 minutes older than me doesn’t make you always right about everything!”

A loud, whooshing sound caused them to look up. Another boulder plunged towards them, crashing into Trina, killing her.

Finally Trudy acquiesced, “Well, sis, you were right. I was wrong. Boulders do fall out of the sky. Who knew?”

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I wrote a second version of this story, based on a comment from my fellow Friday Fictioneer writer, Granonine. Read the second version of Right or Wrong here.

This week’s photograph is by C.E. Ayr, also a Friday Fictioneer writer. Check out C.E.’s story: Love.

To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.

The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.

Photo copyright J Hardy Carroll

What’s So Funny?

Andy saw a man stumbling towards the shelter. It happens every season: a bear comes into a camp, challenging the human for his food. The camper abandons everything, runs through the forest, splashes across the creek, and, if lucky enough, finds the trail shelter.

“Not to worry,” Andy assures him, “here’s a quarter.”

Andy watched as the man stared at the wall phone, failing to recall even one complete phone number, realizing that his smart phone with quite an extensive contact list was last seen crushed under a bear’s butt.

It wasn’t funny, Andy knew, but he laughed anyway.

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The photograph is week is from J Hardy Carroll who is also a Friday Fictioneer writer. Check out J Hardy Carroll’s story “When” here.

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