Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.
This week write about the school trip that went wrong.
Here goes!
“Josh? Josh! For goodness sake where is that boy?”
Mrs Smith did her headcount again. It was definitely Josh.
It was always Josh!
She’d been dreading this school trip to the zoo, and with genuine cause for concern, as she turned to spot Josh dangling over the gorilla’s enclosure with a banana…
“I saw a mouse!”
“Where?”
“There on the stair!”
“Where on the stair?”
“Right there!”
“It didn’t by chance have clogs on, did it?”
“No! It was a bloody mouse, you wally!”
Pete smirked to himself. Jane was always such a drama queen, and he had to inject a little humour into their lonely existence.
Since buying the old windmill, and trying to restore it to its original glory, so they could then organise tours around an authentic working old school windmill, Pete and Jane had sunk into a hermit-like existence.
But it had been a tough time. There were no neighbours nearby. They had to drive at least half an hour to the nearest shops in the village, and they were a little too off the beaten track for their friends to visit. Even if they did, there was no guest room for them to stay over, so most people just stayed away.
Sure, they phoned or sent messages once in a while, but it wasn’t the same.
So, when she presented him with opportunities like this, he milked it for all it was worth!
The thing was, there was no one to share the joke with.
This was what happened when you married a young un…
Ronnie Hilton’s 1965 classic was lost on her!
Your challenge is to write your story using the weekly theme/prompt and write it in just 52 words…. EXACTLY, no more, no less.
The Holiday
Fun, she said.
It’ll be great, she said.
So far, we have endured a delayed flight, lost luggage, and a crappy hotel.
Add to that one day of blistering sunshine that has resulted in blistered shoulders, followed by torrential downpours, and food I wouldn’t even give to my dog!
Holiday, or Hell-iday?
But I Smile Anyway... 