Rochelle brings you Friday Fictioneers. My story after the pic; the rest are >HERE<. Enjoy!!!
“A-Maze-Ing”
By Scott L Vannatter – 100 Words
The whole thing is: it’s not very funny.
Oh, you might think so, what with everyone laughing so hard.
Everyone, that is, but Tommy.
He can’t help having gotten lost in the simple hedge maze for over 4 hours.
I mean it does look quite easy and the average solve time is stated at 7 minutes.
Still, it all comes down to a matter of science, well anatomy, at least.
See Tommy has a problem. He came to the maze to prove it was not a problem, but …
Ahem, Tommy, you must understand, is only three foot ten inches…
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Namaste,
Scott
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I like Tommy’s spirit – he’s going to prove he can do it. and I think he will – just needs a bit more time. Well written. I like the tone.
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Uh huh. It’s a whole lot harder when you can’t see over the top. People can be so unsympathetic sometimes. *sigh* Great story. Love the finish.
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So very glad you did.
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It does seem to be all about perspective, doesn’t it? This reminds me of a carnival fun house called “The House of Mirrors” that my parents took my sister and I into when we were young. The first couple of times were fun but fairly short. Then one time we went with a young man from our church who got super confused. We laughed and laughed as he kept bumping into glass panes and leering at the mirrors. Before it was over, we all got “lost” in that place for nearly half an hour.
Thanks for the memories.
All my best,
Marie Gail
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Nice one.
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Thank you! I enjoy writing these so!
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Nicely done. Mazes- in paper- are a cinch for me. Mazes- in real life- not so much. I must be a ‘Tommy’?
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Could be, but often those are so much harder.
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Reblogged this on Oyia Brown.
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I think it is sad that they laughed at him. Seems to highlight lack of compassion for those who are different than most.
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