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:  HAUNT

No ghostly white sheet for me. No, I will haunt you and look as I died. In a car accident, smashed to bits because of you. You had to have that last whisky with no food at their dinner, “just one more” you begged. I thought this time we might be safe. I was fatally wrong.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

The Sunday Whirl

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There is no magic key or wisened sage to bridge the gap of my writing knowledge to a finished poem or story. Occasionally out from the edges of shadows in my brain a world of words appears. It is a stretch to think of it as a muse, for I have none. Once in a while my imaginative blue eyes see a mirage in the hopefully rare desert of imagination.

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Wordle 701

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

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Opulence – even the letters that spell this word could be a fashioned item of jewelry which is probably the first thought when reading opulence. I prefer to stretch the meaning a bit and refer to nature.

opulent moon
gazed upon
wishes on stars
shining bright
do not have your richness

ocean waves
dancing to and fro
dolphins jumping
giant turtles floating
your colors, hues opulent

meadows stretch across plains
breezes wave your stems
opulent colors are jewel like
spread your flower
seeding beauty

and some opulent jewelry:
ruby, sapphire, emerald,
gold, silver, diamond
all beautiful

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Weekend Writing Prompt #410 – Opulence

NFHS Soccer

This is a rant because I have paid for the NFHS app for the last four years and whenever I’m watching soccer or basketball, but soccer is the worst, there’s no score there’s no time and whenever there’s action on the field the camera goes to the other end of the field where the goalie is standing there doing nothing. I miss the goals. I miss the action where the ball is and isn’t that the reason for having the camera to follow the action? I’ve had it with them I’ve written them emails – that’s all you can do. nothing changes. It is so disappointing and maddening. That’s the reason for this rant. Now go back to your regular programming.

https://rugby843.blog

SoCS April 5, 2025

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I was thinking pathogen, because I think that the Trump administration is a dangerous pathogen. And then I thought Trump is really pathetic because he is now determined himself the king, patent pending. Patting himself on the back constantly with his lies of what he’s doing. Signing all these orders, holding them up for the press to see and take pictures of are patently just pieces of paper. Nothing can be done with these executive orders until Congress acts and approves, so write your representatives!

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 5, 2025

Fandango’s Flashback Friday

Story Starter 4-4-19

Joey hurried down the stairs. He wanted to find his big brother as fast as he could. The lightning and thunder frightened him and only his brother Sam could make him feel safe. “You’re such a scaredy cat” his sister Mary taunted. She placed herself next to the window to show she was unafraid. Their parents had gone out for the night to a lecture series. Both being history professors, their children were also history buffs. Even Joey at the age of ten was learning. Sam was in charge. The most charming quality of Sam was his sense of humor. He watched over his younger siblings with great care. He realized Joey would come to him for comfort. He settled on the floor with Joey snuggled into him. Suddenly the lights went out. Joey tried to bury himself in Sam’s shirt. Lights flickered and came back on to stay. Sam couldn’t help himself, saying in his deepest English accent voice “it was our darkest hour“. Even Mary had to laugh!

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https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/04/04/story-starter-challenge-april-4/#like-7153

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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — April 4th

NTT 2

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“I see the problem, Ms. Smith, but I’m afraid I can’t help you. I went down this road a few years ago and all my attempts to find a decent bone in his body was a bust. I’ll give you back the file I accumulated, but I don’t think that will help either.” Ms. Smith took the heavy folder marked “Trump” and left the office.

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Thank you Kevin☺️

No Theme Thursday: 3/27/25