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Rotten #99WordStories

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The masked face stood over my dread-filled body. Inhale through the left nostril, exhale from the right; they said to do, in a book I read once. So I did. Imagine having your feet massaged. Visualise soft hands gently kneading away your fear. I did that too. But I couldn’t relax my tremoring body. I dug my fingernails into the palms of my sweaty hands as his latex fingers came at me.

I cried inside as I imagined life without lemon drops and fudge. I tasted blood. I felt dizzy. Then it was all over. Another rotten tooth extracted!

Written for Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch. #99WordStories. In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about extraction. What is being extracted and from where? 

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Selfhood #99WordStories

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This week’s story challenge in 99 words from Charli Mills at Carrot Ranch In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase, “I’d rather be…” You fill in what comes next. What would a character(s) rather be doing and why?

I’d rather be what I am

Than what I thought I wanted to be

I wanted to be perfect like people I knew

Back then

Long ago

Not anymore

They weren’t that perfect at all you see

I’d rather be me

I have what I have

Because it’s meant for me

I’d rather the hurt that came my way

The experience of healing was mine alone

I’d rather not walk in your boots my friends

That road is yours

It’s not for me

The future is mine

It’s not for you

Whatever I do

May you stand by me

Here’s a collection of 99 word stories from last week’s writing challenge. Zippers Collection.

Of the Utmost Importance

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‘Mother, where’s the thingamajig for opening jars?’

‘In the knife drawer.’

I open the knife drawer, which has no knives in it. I rummage through all sorts of instruments; peelers, weird scoop things, funny scissors, whizzers and all shapes of silicone. A slip-on spout? Gadgets with attachments, blades and prongs. A spork and a chork? What happened the chopsticks?

Ah… here it is. The yoke for opening jars!

I suppose mother needs all these accoutrements. How else would she peel fruit, slice avocados, zest her lemons, measure spaghetti, spiralize veggies, flip her lids, and beat her meat? I wonder!

Drawer full of cutlery
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In response to Charli Mills’ 99 Word Flash Fiction Challenge. In 99 words (no more, no less), write about tools. Whose tools are they and how do they fit into the story? What kind of tools? Go where the prompt leads!