It’s been a long while since I’ve done this and I thought I may as well try to get back in the saddle.
I started by writing a very dark and rather depressing 100-word story and then started again with a lighter-hearted one – that I prefer.
This week’s image comes from Sandra Crook.
First, the funny one:
I kid you not, a bloody great dragon flew out the shop next door. You know the one – never opens, no-one ever there, just that creepy old lady? Where that idiot, Paul, parks that stupid car of his. Anyway, I’d just lit a fag when ‘BOOM!’ the wall exploded and this enormous winged lizard just took off. Hot on his tail came the old lady running down the road in her dressing gown and slippers, curlers in her blue rinse and yelling curse words at the sky that’d make my Granny blush. Funny old world, innit it?
And now the depressing one:
A thousand miles she drives without a single smile. Not a echo of laughter on the sighing of the wind. No trace of a melody to lift the heart, just the silent weeping of a time long past. The shadows stalk the empty streets abandoned to the slow march of the forgotten. Only the smog lives here, pressing down upon the ground, a grey blanket slithering into the cracks the living left behind. The colour bleached from shattered bones of hope.
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Write a 100-word story based on a photo prompt.
You can check out some of this week’s entries here.