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Sunday Photo Fiction – April 14, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – April 14, 2019

Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

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Static!

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Milly was stressing out about the static on her radio. She wanted to hear the news and upcoming weather. The town’s big celebration was coming in a few days and she was afraid the rain would continue and ruin all her plans.

She tried the radio again. “What the…,” she wants to throw the radio across the room. She doesn’t have a TV or a smart phone, so she is stuck relying on her radio and it is non-stop static.

She decides to go outside and see what it feels like now. She reaches for the doorknob.

She gasps as a shock runs up her arm. She tries again. Still giving off a shock. “What is going on here?”

She decides to grab the knob and just pull it open. She must get outside. Giving a quick pull the door finally opens and her arm tingles again.

She just stares in horror at this huge tower that has appeared in her backyard overnight. It must be the reason for the electrical interruption in her radio and the electric shocks in her doorknob.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.

Sunday Photo Fiction – April 7, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – April 7, 2019

Photo Credit: C.E. Ayr

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Run the Rapids

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Randy surveyed the water up ahead around the bridge. The water was rough and indicated there might be rapids to maneuver. He was not very good at paddling a canoe on his own and that put him in a bind. Rhonda wasn’t going to be any help at all considering her condition. Dead people can’t paddle canoes.

                  He hadn’t meant to kill her. They had fought while they were trying to paddle the canoe down a tight spot in the river. She kept the canoe heading into the bushes. Finally, they tipped over. He was furious. He grabbed her while she was trying to get back in the canoe and strangled her.

                  This meant he had to get her body back into the canoe and then himself without dumping her back out again. He arranged her body and continued down the river. The sight of the bridge unnerved him. He had forgotten it was here. He should have buried her where they flipped over.

                  He’d have to wait for dark and once on the other side of the bridge, find a deserted spot to bury her body.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.

Sunday Photo Fiction – March 31, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – March 31, 2019

Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

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Is It Love?

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

As the summer days wound down, fall started to appear. Linda looked back with sadness at what seemed so promising at the beginning. It was becoming obvious it was about to end.

At the beginning she and Rob met every week at this little spot in the woods. Even though there were picnic tables there they never ran into anyone. The area remained deserted. Perfect spot to meet in secret and she thought she could change his mind about their summer affair and make it more permanent.

He surely meant what he said and as the leaves started to fall, he told her they had to talk. She dreaded the meeting that day. She had become attached to him and fell in love, but he declared every day they met that she shouldn’t get used to this.

She got there first and sat on one of the tables waiting anxiously. Rob was late that day. She tried to calm herself down. There was nothing she could do either way. It was his decision and he had a wife to consider and so far, he had made it clear that he wasn’t leaving her.

“Marry me,” the voice behind her said.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.

Sunday Photo Fiction – March 17, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – March 17, 2019

Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding

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Creepy Twins

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

Suzie knew she was late to school. She stepped out of her car in the student parking lot and quickly gathered up all her belongings. She dropped her purse first and had to stop and pick it up and then she dropped her backpack before she could hook it over her shoulder making her later still. Finally getting her belongings under control she picked up her pace and looked over to the bike rack dreading what she would see. She saw a flash of yellow.

Hurrying from the parking lot she became aware of just how late she was. The creepy twins were already there with their matching yellow bikes. Everyone in this school drove except for Matt and Mark. They rode their bright yellow bikes, and no one could miss them. They were also late every day.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.

Sunday Photo Fiction – March 3, 2019


Sunday Photo Fiction – March 3, 2019

Photo Courtesy of Lakshmi Bhat

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Grooving to the Music

By Teresa Smeigh 2019

“Corey where are you,” Nancy was getting worried now. She had lost sight of her 2-year-old son and she’d never forgive herself if something happened to him.

The music in the next aisle was getting annoying and she wanted to tell them to turn it down. Finally, after going up and down all the aisles behind her she headed over to tell the music players to please turn it down. By now people were clapping. What was going on over there?

As she came around the corner heading to the offenders, she noticed a little boy dancing wildly to the music. Corey was having the time of his life dancing to the music. She should have started her search there as she knew Corey loved music and to dance.

Grabbing him up in her arms she started to yell at him, but the audience was cheering, and he had been so cute. How do you yell at that?

She would wait to later and try to explain to him about how he can’t just wander off. The audience was still cheering and clapping as she walked away with Corey.

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Rules:

Welcome to 2019 and Sunday Photo Fiction! Each week I will post a new photograph, taken either by myself or donated by a member of the community. The challenge is to write a story using 200 words or less based, on the prompt. When you are done, post your story and the photo prompt on your blog. Make sure you give proper credit when using the photo.  Use the “Click Here to Enter”  icon below to add your story to the SPF collection. While you are there, take time to read and comment on some of the other stories. I know you will not be disappointed.