Six Sentence Story

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD: TOAST

The wedding party gathers round. The bride and groom separate as the best man approaches. Everyone has eyes on the groom’s best friend as he sets down his glass of champagne. “I have the privilege of giving a toast to my former best friend and my former girlfriend.” Suddenly he pulls a gun and shoots them both. The crowd is shocked and run out of the building screaming.

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

Flutter so quickly
Please stay and sit awhile
Beauty displayed in bold colors
Artfully designed for protection
False bold eyes seem to hover
Delicate legs perch momentarily
Awareness always surrounds
Such splendid beautiful wings.

Weekend Writing Prompt #322 – Flutter

SOCS 7-29-23

One cup of latte per day and since my apartment is A/C outfitted, I enjoy it hot. Some days it is all I need and my appetite’s gone for the day. You’d think I would be a skinny mini but no. Family is leaving for a reunion with their eldest daughter on the east coast and may escape the many thunderstorms complete with hail we have been experiencing. Two colleges to visit, Emerson and Brown and ID soccer camps. A lot to do in a short time and I’m not a bit envious of the air travel. I just read an article probably from google saying one airline is now building a handicapped bathroom in the airplane. Why has this not been done before? Anywhere I would want to fly from here is at least a four hour trip in the air—no thanks! I think the status of being disabled has finally won some accoutrements.💪🏻🥰👍🏻

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 29, 2023

Fandango’s Flashback Friday

Daily Picture Prompt – 2016/12/12/

He looked back, no one there. He thought he could feel someone, of course that was just wishful thinking; he wanted it so much. But no one will come, or care, to save me. I made the decision, I’m never going back.

Earlier, after cleaning up after supper, he sat down to the table to finish his homework. Another stupid assignment. He couldn’t wait for this year to be over. School was just a waste of time, he’d never go to college. With his dad gone and mom working two shifts a day just to get by, he felt there was no future for him. No going to college, joining the other guys, drinking beer at the frat parties. None of that was in his future. He didn’t know if he even wanted that life. It didn’t matter anyway, not possible.

I’ll get a diploma if I’m lucky and start work at the factory, just like all the other losers. I hate my life, hate this house. I’m always alone here, hardly a home. A real home would have a dad, and a mom who cooked you dinner and laughed with you, watching funny tv shows.

It was getting colder, he looked around again. Stop thinking someone’s coming, they’re not. You made your choice, so keep moving. You only have the thirty dollars from mom’s bureau, you can’t afford to stop till the train comes.

He had heard of people jumping into train cars, but never tried it. Tonight was the night. If he didn’t make it, that would be okay too. He was sick of everything. All he wanted was to get away, away from everything he knew, and start over. He didn’t even care where or what it was, just something different. It couldn’t be worse than this.

He felt the vibration through his shoes. Then he heard the train whistle, getting ready to slow down for the stop ahead. He could do this.

http://fivedotoh.com/2023/07/28/fandangos-flashback-friday-july-28th/