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Fandango’s Story Starter #255

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Fandango’s Story Starter #255


“War is inevitable”, Jen heard her grandmother in the other room. This room was off limits to the old woman. Jen came here often, looking outside to see some of her schoolmates walking through rubble to attend school. Jen was not allowed and her mother taught her basic reading and writing at home. Jen’s grandmother was unable to navigate the home and spent her life sitting by the fireplace, so even though her words were true, she did not realize they were at war already.
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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 07/14/2026


The cell doors did have openings, a window of sorts. He hoped that would be enough. Claustrophobia was his worst enemy, not even the idea of being here, accused and sentenced to life in prison. He didn’t completely blame her for this. Maybe he could have tried harder, but now it’s too late for second thoughts, he was removed from it all, for the rest of his life. She would continue on, possibly drive another man to murder. He didn’t care. The only thing he cared about was how long he could stay sane in the small cell.
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #095

Joe decided to go to the witch
He’d heard of her
She could make you rich
Maybe the old story did ring true
“They” all said it could happen to you
Joe was a sad lonely man
Ate all his meals out of a can
His nights were sitting alone
Watching an old tv he owned
Visiting the witch was a last resort
People told him with some reports
He didn’t listen to them tell all
And that’s what made him fall
Into the witch’s hands of doom
Noticed evil entering her room
But then it was too late
He realized his fate
But still eyed the plate
Of cash.
So the story’s no song
Thanks for reading along
Joe’s sitting pretty
On a pile in the city
No witch around to thank
Now he’s a gargoyle on the bank.
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Writing Prompts

Only you, Linda…☺️😂. Or this guy:
—I saw his video on FB and he is funny! This is just a short but the longer show is hilarious, IMO☺️
One-Liner Wednesday – Hey dilly dilly
By rugby843.blog 7-10-2017
I am an insouciant person, but I am not as free as my Bohemian days. Everywhere you turned there was someone willing to topple “normal” thinking. Every trail of a park you would hear a cassette playing a protest song. Whether it be about a bird about to become extinct, a speech chiding our involvement in a war we’d never win, or the illusorynotion we could actually obtain world peace, it was a sign of turbulent times.
These excursions to the park for some protesters sporting clenched fists of power usually ended up warranting a night in jail. But these well meaning actions caused a nascence behavior that is resurging today. With the political agenda seeming to be “power to the rich” in all forms and ignoring the statues of promise to “we the people”, “united we stand” is part of the answer to the current crisis. Those old protests need to be woken up, dusted off and put back into use.
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exhausting sunshine
spending all energy now
save some heat for us
cold winter months it’s needed
melting icy chill filled days
when regal grayish clouds reign
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 73, bussokuseki, 7/14/26

Joe’s just eating lunch on his deck
Saw his arm had red bumpy flecks
Allergic to bees
He started to sneeze
Now food at his table’s a wreck.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick

The town was sending the wrong message again. The bench for the running team today was only half full and families not showing up for meets caused a box of complaints to pile up in the coach’s office. The sound of the teammate’s anxiety was prevalent. When the coach benched the team’s lowest performing students, there was a boycott.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #485
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