the monsters came I was not prepared.
Even my granddaughter had the right idea when she told her mommy, “When
the bad guys come in the night, I will punch them!” Yeah, I should have heeded the three-year old’s
Too late! I didn’t turn on the light when I reached under the bed and the monster got me! So much for being brave. My only salvation is that I screamed like a woman (not an attractive sound for a man in his mid-50’s), and my wife jumped out of bed and turned on the light.
the heck is going on?” she queried. “Umm…
I… umm… I thought I was being grabbed by a monster under the bed!” I managed to
squeak out. “Bad guys in the night? Buahahahahaha! Get in this bed and go to sleep! I have a long day tomorrow.”
to say, after a few minutes, the bed was giggling from the laughter that was unsuccessfully,
under great attempts to be quelled. You
know what I mean!
it was not a good night for sleep! Maybe
The rules are simple: Present a picture, and then tell the story about it. It can be as short or as long as you like. Nominate at least 3 people to write a story based on any of the pictures you choose to share.
Here is my take on the picture I chose:
“Let’s go for a sail, they said!”
“It will be fun and relaxing, they said!”
“You don’t really believe in sea monsters, do you?”
Below are the pictures I’ve chosen for my nominees. Please feel free to join in the fun if you are reading this.
To my nominees… I can’t wait to read your creative stories…
Suddenly, darkness fell and Mika feared for his life. He felt as if the whole of the world had encompassed him. In his panic, he held tight to what he thought could only be the Lost Hilt of the Scabbard of Kaliespis.
The day was bright and sunny with a subtle breeze that did little to cool the sweat forming on the faces that stood solemnly staring. A voice was droning on but the old man wasn’t really comprehending what he was hearing. To his left were two figures that were shaking and sniffing.
Reaching out the old man placed a hand on top of the small coffin wherein lay his precious, grandson. As tears formed, welled and dropped heavily from his eyes he said a silent prayer.
“God’s speed my dear, sweet grandson! I hope you found what you were searching for. I’ll be with you before you know it, and we can continue our adventures… I love you, Mika!”
Mika had not returned that day. His small body was found beneath a ton of earth where one side of the gully had caved in. He was sitting upright clutching a lump of clay against his chest while his other hand lay at his side grasping a stick.