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Magic Cookies

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Kat Myrman Twittering Tales #117

 

Twittering Tales #117 – 1 January 2019
tell a story in 280 characters or less

Magic Cookies

My parrot, Edgar, doesn’t like his Christmas treat.
He looks at me, then at his little bowl.

What’s this? he asks me.
Christmas cookies, Edgar, a special treat.

Them no quackers! You think me a dog?
Edgar, I know you are a parrot just taste the cookies.

Cookies magic turn me into dog?

280 characters.

©Hélène Vaillant

Life Sentence

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Twittering Tales #112

Life Sentence

Their son’s court appearance was being held today.
His crime, killing his younger brother.
The brothers were ignorant of the fact they both had the same girlfriend.
The son found his brother in bed with her.
It’s the girlfriend he should have killed, not his brother.  ©Hélène Vaillant

272 (characters)  Twittering Tales #112 – 27 November 2018 – The Bucket List (write a story in 280 characters or less)

 

The Well

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Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018

Written for: Twittering Tales # 111 – 19 November 2018   (tell a story in 280 characters or less)

The Well

Dad managed to get the well flowing again. Several days later we discovered all the people in the village that had mysteriously disappeared over the years. To the top of the well, they floated one after the other. Our water was contaminated.

247 characters

Mirror

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Twittering Tales #109 – 6 November 2018   – picture prompt: tell a story in 280 characters or less

Every morning was the same ritual.
Kiss an empty frame, offer flowers and a prayer.
I asked her who she idolized.
“Me!” she said.
“See my reflection, there?
I don’t see my crippled body in that reflection, only my face.
Normally all I see is my disability and can’t see Me.”

(278 characters)

Pumpkin Patch

Written for:  (in 280 characters or less)

Twittering Tales #107 – 23 October 2018

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Pumpkin Patch

“Don’t go play too far George!” yells mom.

But George wasn’t there.

Panicked she runs to the pumpkin patch.

Pumpkins’ are carving their own Halloween structures.

George is there, light coming out his eyes, nose and mouth.

A big pumpkin grabs mom.

She joins George up on the fence.

(279 characters)

Arm in Transit

 

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Written for:

Tell a story in 280 characters or less.  Twittering Tales #106 – 16 October 2018

Arm in Transit

Humans are celebrating in the store.
We have it better in here, the girls are naked.
It’s not as much fun with one arm though.
Some girl didn’t have enough and kept my hand.
But it was attached to my arm. She still has it.
I got some weed now and feel no pain. Can you tell?

©Hélène Vaillant    –    275 characters

Hat Collection

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Written for:  Twittering Tales #100 – 4 September 2018

…he was bald by then.  He died wearing his knitted cap.

His hat collection totaled 100.  None had ever been worn. 

At his viewing, he’ll wear a bowler hat with matching black suspenders.

A color scheme will be used to decorate the room with the remaining 99 hats.

Honoring his wishes you are asked to wear a hat to his funeral. 

Suspenders are optional.

The first person to arrive wins the hat collection.

Please wait until service is finished before claiming the bowler hat.

RIP

Hélène Vaillant©

 

Life’s Choices

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Written for the prompt:  The Doors – Twittering Tales #82 – 1 May 2018

Life’s Choices

Life,
with its myriad surprises
Of late,
countless blessings
Today,
panic, doubt
burn in my belly.
Facing my challenge
I creep like a mouse
choosing door #4.
Stepping over the threshold
quickly,
the door closes behind me.
The past
is no more.
Today
just is.
Tomorrow’s light
shines forth.

(275characters)

Hélène ©willowpoetry

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