Fandango’s Flashback Friday

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In 1993, teenagers Damien Echols, Jason Baldwin, and Jessie Misskelley, Jr.—who have come to be known as the West Memphis Three—were arrested for the murders of three eight-year-old boys in Arkansas. … Google Books Originally published: September 18, 2012

Author: Damien Echols

Genres: Biography, Autobiography

Nominations: Goodreads Choice Awards Best Memoir & Autobiography

This book may make you think twice.

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — October 16th

W3 – 10-14-26

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I got carried away with my story so please do NOT follow my example and do as the prompt asks😂

Joe was a curious fellow, took many walks, keeping an eye out for,anything interesting or odd. Today was no different. It was a Wednesday, a typically “I wish it was the end of the week, day”. Joe was just walking along and spied something shiny on the side in the grass. He thought maybe somebody had dropped their phone or something so he reached down, picked it up. It was an odd shape, sort of like a star but rounded edges. He looked around to see if anybody was close and could have dropped it but the sidewalk and surrounding area was empty.

Joe decided that he would try to rub off the dirty part and see how shiny it really was and when he did that, a bright light emerged from it. He shielded his eyes. It was so bright, he wondered if it was some new kind of flashlight or something like that and he was murmuring to himself what it could be and how it could be used when suddenly it just went black. The light stopped! Now he was more curious than ever!

He decided to take out his handkerchief that he always carried with him, just in case of some kind of an emergency like a bloody nose, maybe something like that. Joe always thought of himself as an intelligent competent person ready for any emergencies or anything special that would come up and this day was certainly something special. He started cleaning the star shaped item and noticed something touched him on his back. He tried to reach around to see what it was like a leaf or something and it was a hard thing. It gave him the creeps

Then he felt something else again and again and then he looked down and they were coming up on his pant legs . The star shaped object had multiplied and it was trying to cover him. He panicked and started brushing them off but he couldn’t brush them off because they were stuck on! They didn’t hurt him, they just stuck to him and Joe of course was claustrophobic and he started to panic more and more until he finally just passed out.

The next day, a man named Mike was walking down that same path and he noticed something on the side that was shiny and he thought “ooh, money, cool!” Then he reached down and picked it up.

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Natural English, or: Sidespin

Can You Tell a Story in 54?

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Joe, downing his pastrami sandwich, wanting to be quick about it because his disapproving wife was right around the corner. Such a maze, this hall where his guitar was kept, wax on the floors were keeping his pace slow. He hoped the instruments were safe. He heard stories of a burglar about last night.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

Fandango’s Story Starter

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It wasn’t surprising. Mom was a scheduled person, every task completed on a certain day, weeks on end. At least we always knew what to expect and what was expected of us. Just like this key and the day she wanted me to find it, open the dusty rooms and clean the house.

She was adamant that on this day, we kids were to meet and fix the house for sale. It was more like a donation to her church at the time, because in their will they had set this date because it was the anniversary of their wedding. Somehow she knew she and my dad would die together, and made this promise in their will.

My brothers and I set about dusting, washing and cleaning so the house would be ready for the church to use or sell.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #268

Simply Six Minutes

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Joe put his back against the wall and then sprung forward, looked around behind him, and saw his worst nightmare! It was crawling with spiders, every type you could think of, and the size of them, unbelievable! He shrieked and then clamped his hand over his mouth. Joe didn’t want the others to hear him. He slipped on the plastic gloves and grabbed the cloth he was supposed to retrieve with one of the ugly frightening creatures. He spied a small one by itself and shut his eyes to grab it. Then he opened the cloth to see he had squashed it…dare he pick a bigger one? The time on the contest was almost up. He had to get one and bring it back or suffer the consequences. That would be a lot worse, so he grabbed another larger spider and quickly closed the cloth around it. At least now he could avoid the punishment – a bathtub full of the nasty creatures!

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 10/13/2026