Sorry guy’s I’ve been watching a lot of Dr Who lately, David Tennant style. I love that man, or should I say I love that Doctor. This flew out of my hands at 167 words and as I always make it exactly 100 words, it was hard to cut down – but TADA! I did it. I can totally see myself running across a field like a lunatic chasing after a blue police box Mwahahaha.
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I didn’t see the stump hidden in the long grass. I didn’t have time to register the pain radiating from my left shin bone. I got right back up and kept running.
I could see the old school blue police box in front me. Adventure and freedom so close I could feel it.
I was about 200 meters away when the box shimmered, I heard a grinding noise and it disappeared.
I broke down and cried.
I’m still looking for that blue box and hopefully one day I will get my chance to travel time with the Doctor.
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Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.
This week’s PHOTO PROMPT Copyright Sandra Crook
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