FROM THE BELLY

Once again it is Friday and time for story telling in 100 or so words by Friday Fictioneers.  It is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  I am screaming and howling out my tall tale of 100 words.  Do you know how stress relieving that can be?  Try it for yourself and see.  I tell no lies – no much.

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Madison Woods

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Madison Woods

Sarah ran, holding her swollen belly with both her hands. Stumbling over brambles and tree roots, she finally stopped and leaned against a tree trunk.

Catching her breath, she sat down on the moss in between the tree’s roots. She felt a kick in her stomach.  She smoothed her hands over it. They came away with wetness.  She lifted her skirt. Her scream rang out in the still air. Biting her lips, she silenced herself.

She closed and opened her eyes.   A giant slimy yellowish brown worm was oozing from her belly button. She howled, wishing this was a nightmare.

RUNNING AS FAST AS I CAN

It’s almost Friday again and time for Friday Fictioneers and my tall tale of 100 words. My story is inspired by Stephen King’s Lawnmower Man. Our gracious host is Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  I hope to be able to read some of the others’ stories this time as will be heading out on Saturday again. Hoping to get a laptop or more data on my iPhone. I know I got too many She did this….but I’m squished for time.  Critiques welcome. 🙂

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PHOTO PROMPT -Copyright-Roger Bultot

She ran as fast as she could.  She knew it was bearing down on her, nipping at her heels. She felt its hot breath like gasoline flames licking on her legs.

She dared to glance quickly behind her.  She screamed.

It’s mouth was opened in a a grotesque grin.  Slimy green algae oozed between its giant razor-sharp jagged teeth.  Its eyes were glazed over like curds on a saucer of sour milk.

She almost fainted with fright.  Taking a deep breath, she gathered her strength.  She put her head down and pummelled down the dirt path.

Almost home. Please God……

IN MY DREAMS

It’s Friday and time for fiction of 100 words, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

I’m a dream girl but not much into fantasy, but I thought it’s time I spread my wings and fly a little.  Everything is possible.

 

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT- Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

In my dreams, I soared high above the clouds.  I touched the wings of the silver bird.  I saw the ocean below me.  I felt the air and magic around me.  Higher and higher I flew.

I heard God whispered in my ears.  “You are the child of my universe.  Take care of it for me”

Darkness came.  The stars twinkled merrily.  I reached out and caressed Mr. Moon’s face. He smiled back at me.  Tired, I climbed into his welcoming arms, laid my head against his shoulder and slept.

I woke and the sun shone in my eyes.