Friday Fictioneers – Carolyn – Crashing – Horror PG – 02/07/2014

With noble efforts, Rochelle Wisoff hosts the Friday Fictioneers, whose abilities to create complete stories in 100 words based on the weekly photo prompt may go down in record books (or not).  Regardless, after reading my entry below, please click > HERE < for the rest of the stories.  Enjoy!!!

Source: Copyright – Dawn M. Miller

Truth be told, I needed another 50 words or so here to do what I wanted to do with justice.  I plan to add this section to part 8 of the longer story and give it what it deserves.  If this doesn’t make sense to you, read the other 7 parts listed on my blog under the Carolyn page.



By Scott L Vannatter – 100 words

Carolyn looked in a kind of awe at the sight in front of her.  There, on the porch of the old house, were rows of old lamps without shades.  Her mind told her the obvious:  garage sale pre-apocalyptica.  However, she continued to stare.  The owners were gone, obviously, and most of the lamps, being electrical, could no longer be used.

Finally, her impish side won out.  She picked up a small rock, took aim, and, dozens of pieces of glass and metal fell to the ground.  Then emotions took over and anger spilled until all of the lamps were broken.




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