Extinction: Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge

I knew it was pointless, that I would be too late. But I had to see it for myself.

The door popped open and my nostrils were assaulted with the foul stench of decay.

I gingerly stepped outside, my eyes taking in nothing but burnt land and smoldering Furly-Pon skeletons.

They had been a peaceful race and never stood a chance against us.

If my engines hadn’t failed I would have got here sooner and been able to save at least a few of them.

Another world conquered. Another race wiped out.

Well done humans, when will it be enough?

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.

This week’s PHOTO PROMPT © Douglas M. MacIlroypleisiosaur_

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Petrol Fumes: Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge

‘‘RUN’’ came a voice from the next room.

I was dizzy from the petrol fumes and didn’t react in time.

Within what felt like seconds the whole room I was standing in was alight.

I hadn’t let on to the local boys that I thought it was wrong.

I wanted to be one of them.

I wanted to fit in.

It was stupid and I will probably always have scars from the third degree burns I suffered.

I’m just glad I’m alive, some of the boys weren’t so lucky.

I’ve never felt the need to fit in ever again.

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

This week’s PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

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The Drunk: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image.

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I stare across our front lawn. The drunk is passed out next to his poorly parked shit heap.

So he did make it home last night.

It’s only a matter of time before the cops get him, or the Berley boys, I just hope it’s before he kills someone.

I decide I better attempt to drag him in the house.

I approach him and see blood, a lot of blood. I check his pulse. I grin wickedly to myself as I walk inside to call 000.

I am yet to know who or how, but someone has set me free.

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**NOTE** ‘000’ is the Aussie equivalent to ‘911’.

This week’s PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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Phillip: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

Phillip was staring at a Route 66 sign and he was feeling rather sorry for himself.

He had just convinced the lady behind the counter to give him a cup of tea, when he felt the room shake; his vision twisted and blacked out.

His ears popped and his vision returned. He was standing in what appeared to be a dirt hut.

“Not again” he moaned to himself “I’d only just figured out where I was, again”.

Furious with the fate he had been given, he stomped out the door to try and discover where he’d ended up this time.

 PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright Jean L. Hays

Begin the Route

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see:

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/01/07/2-january-2015/

Patrick: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

Patrick had tried so hard to keep his father’s shop running, but with a baby on the way and the closing of the local mine most of the towns folk had moved away taking their cars and need for mechanical services along with them.

Patrick had a mate over in Bergenfield who’d got him some short term labouring work; it would do until the money came through from selling his home and his father’s shop. He planned to start fresh in a new expanding town. He had a good woman behind him and was confident they would make it through.

Claire Fuller (7)PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Claire Fuller

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/11/19/21-november-2014/

Lost: Friday Fictioneers 100 word story challenge

“We’re lost aren’t we” Tessa practically growled the words at me.

“Ok, Fine” I sighed “Yes we’re lost”.

It had been my idea to go wandering around a strange city, I hadn’t realised at the time how bad Tessa and I were at reading a map.

We bought our third Ice cream and continued to wander around.

“Wait isn’t that our hotel” Tessa squealed jumping up and down with excitement.

We practically ran to our Hotel. We agreed that we wouldn’t leave the hotel again unless on a guided tour and set out for the pool with Margaritas in hand.

PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-FieldsPHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Friday Fictioneers is a challenge set by Rochelle Fields where writers around the world create 100 word stories inspired by the one image. For more information see: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/11/12/14-november-2014/