Story Starters: 6-7-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please link back to this post and put a link to your post in the comments. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

Why do things always happen when you’re doing something embarrassing?

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

The low glow of a fire on the horizon made me quicken my steps.

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post and no links posted in comments, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

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Story Starters: 5-10-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please link back to this post and put a link to your post in the comments. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

“It’s over.”

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

Some day those pandas are going to come back to get revenge.

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

Story Starters: 4-26-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please link back to this post. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

Roofs are dangerous.

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

It was a petition that no one would ever forget.

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

Story Starters: 4-12-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please tag your post with p31tStarter and link back to this post. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

There was no escape.

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

If only s/he had never found that platypus in his/her locker.

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post or tagged with p31tStarter, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

Alien

I originally wrote this for the Weekly Writing Challenge – Fifties, but I was a little late, and it was 67 words instead of fifty… Here it is.

Alien

Kyle struggled through the desert sand next to the nearly-deserted road next to his friend Wyatt. He looked down at the bright green paint still on his clothes from the “paint incident” that morning. And now the breakdown. A car whizzed past and Kyle noticed the gaping faces in the windows?

“What’s their problem?” he griped aloud.

Wyatt grinned. “I think they thought you were an alien.”

Story Starters: 3-21-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please tag your post with p31tStarter and link back to this post. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

She said yes.

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

If only he could go back…

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post or tagged with p31tStarter, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

Treasures

A poker chip. A pair of dice. A screwdriver. A rock. All hidden in an old, rotten box shoved in an old, rotten tree.

The collection wasn’t much. Just a boy’s favorite treasures, dirty and smudged. The woman traced the A. H. carved on the lid of the box. A tear slipped down her cheek as she fondled each f her son’s precious memoirs.

“Goodbye, Alex,” she whispered softly, stroking the smooth rock. “I’ll take care of your treasures, and I’ll see you again in heaven someday.”

The little girl next to her looked down into the box.” I hope he’s got better treasures in heaven than he left us down here.

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“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.”

Matthew 6:19-20

Story Starters: 3-8-14

Story Starters are prompts that must be the first part of your story. To participate, please tag your post with p31tStarter and link back to this post. My favorite post for each story starter will be reblogged on Friday.*

Flash Fiction (less than 1,000 words):

“Can I borrow your child?”

Short Story (Over a 1,000 words, but we’ll set the limit at 10,000 words)

He couldn’t remember a thing…

*Please note: If there are no posts linked to this post or tagged with p31tStarter, there will be no post reblogged. Also, any stories with anything inappropriate will not be chosen. Thank you!

Standing There Beside You

“No!” Priscilla screamed. Her chubby toddler fingers reached for the teddy bear in her mother’s hands. “I want it!”

“No, Priscilla,” her mother said firmly. “It’s time to put it away.”

Priscilla’s eyes filled with tears. “But I need him, Mommy!” she protested.

“Why do you need it?” her mother asked curiously.

“He keeps me safe at night,” Priscilla told her mother hesitatingly. “Without him I get scared.”

Priscilla’s mom sat on the edge of Priscilla’s bed. “You don’t need a teddy bear to keep you safe, Priscilla. All you need is Jesus.”

“Jesus? But he’s in heaven, right?”

Her mom smiled. “Jesus is everywhere, and he’s always with you.” She tapped the end of Priscilla’s nose, making her giggle. “When you’re scared, just think about Jesus and imagine him standing there beside you. He can conquer anything.”

Priscilla smiled. “Thanks, Mommy, I will.”

Priscilla fell asleep that night with a peaceful smile on her face.

Just Say Jesus

Hannah walked slowly down the hall. Her long dark brown hair fell like a sheet over her face. She clutched her stack of books to her chest, looking down at the floor to avoid making eye contact with anybody else. She made her way down the hall slowly as she avoided the small groups of students clustered by the lockers, who looked at her disdainfully. A foot casually slipped into her path. Hannah tried to avoid it, but it just moved farther into her path. She grimaced as she slammed into the hard floor, and a jeering face gazed down at her triumphantly from a spot next to the lockers. Taunting laughter surrounded Hannah as Brian Casten leaned over her, smirking. Hannah’s cheeks burned as she started to stand up. Another boy shoved her, causing her to tumble over again.

Tears filled Hannah’s eyes from the humiliation. “Please help me, Jesus,” she prayed in a whisper.

“Leave her alone,” a voice demanded. A hand reached through the crowd and helped Hannah to her feet. She looked into the familiar brown eyes of Martin Shaw, the high school’s star quarterback, and a fellow Christian. He smiled at Hannah. “You okay?” he asked.

Hannah nodded. “All I had to do was call out to Jesus, and he sent you to help me,” she told him. “I just said ‘Jesus’.”

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Just call out for Jesus and He’ll save you.