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Eye Spy: Weekly Photo Challenge
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Jurassic Park:Fiction Friday
The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Roger Bultot
Jurassic Park
“Something big is alive on the other side,” Stevie whispered, ear against the door.
“Alive?” Martin didn’t believe him, but wanted to.
“Wild animals, roaming loose, just like in the history holograms.”
“Ridiculous! There haven’t been any wild animals in centuries.” Martin looked back, taking comfort in the sight of all things familiar: glass, concrete, pavement.
Before Martin could protest, Stevie yanked open both doors only to have their worst nightmare come true: something jumped out at them. They ran, screams obscuring the soft chirping of the cricket as it righted itself on the concrete after bouncing off Stevie’s nose.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.
Bird in the Backyard
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Matchy Matchy
Pat and I were at an antique mall recently and came across this gem. We were astonished to discover that in this universe there were three — count them three — fabrics used on this chair with the same purple-fuchsia hue.
Lies I Tell Myself
It seems I’m not yet old enough not to deceive myself. What lies do you tell yourself?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I don’t have two (or three) of the ingredients for this recipe. It should taste the same without them.
I’m putting my keys in a different place than where they usually go. I’ll remember where they are.
I’ll eat only a little ice cream.
That’s a great story idea I had. I don’t need to write it down.
I don’t need the address. I’ll recognize the place when I get there.
I don’t need the instructions. How hard can it be?
I’m too tired to finish [task] tonight. I’ll get up really early tomorrow morning and finish it before I have to leave.
I’ll always remember where I took this photo, the names of all the people, the exact date it was taken.
I’ll remember my new logon and password.
It's a long story ... 