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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)

Six Sentence Stories – Surprise!

 

The cue is LIGHT…

Surprise

There was a small “light” shining in the kitchen.
Someone was rummaging through the refrigerator.
It was three o’clock in the morning and a snack was about to be consumed.
Right then, the teenager of the house arrives through the kitchen door, (after running over his curfew by 5 hours).
Caught in the act, the surprised (late nite/early morning) snacker, drops his snack to the floor.
“Hey Dad! I won’t tell about your 3 AM snacking if you let me off scot free this one time pop!”

 

Hélène/Mother Willow ©

3LineTales: Pumpkin Pies

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photo by Shaun Holloway

Three Line Tales:  photo prompt

Pumpkin pies with cinnamon, fresh baking aroma fills every corner in the house.

Family arrives for our Thanksgiving celebration.

Seated around the table, we give thanks, eat heartily and for dessert, everyone oooo’s and ah’s when the pumpkin pies, dressed with real whipped cream are cut into equal slices then given to each one.

Hélène/Mother Willow©3 line tales

 

 

3LineTales: Gifts

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Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Six – Prompt photo – service

She offered it all, willingly, selflessly, giving to those who seeked her service, in their quest to heal their individual ailments.

Her heart rejoiced at showering those who came to her, showering them with the gifts she had been given, gifts that were meant to be used for the benefit of others.

The rewards for her service were manifold, worth more than any material wealth, praise or fame, this increased the strength of her given gifts, she grateful for this opportunity to serve.

Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

3LineTales: White Coat

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White Coat

As you can see  all members of my family sport dark colored coats and since mine has always been white  it makes me wonder if I was adopted.

They  care for me with incredible respect as if I was a goddess from another world.

The only part about being in this family that annoys me is to be chosen to stand guard simply because I do not blend in so well  with Mother Nature’s colors.

Written for: 3LineTales   ….photo prompt above.

Lightning Thunder

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photo by Breno Machado

Do you ever wonder what creation is the thunder, is it to make us ponder
on the magnificence of power?
Perhaps it is to catch us unaware when we are left too long to stare at what does not mean much in our search through the muck.
Thunder and lightning, they make us stop in our tracks, just enough time to sort out the facts.

Hélène Vaillant for: 3LineTales

Three Line Tales, Week Twenty-Nine