Tag Archives: 99 word flash fiction

Eloise

Charli Mills wants us to talk about whispers for this week’s Carrot Ranch  99-word flash fiction challenge. My offering is BOTS about the infamous former mental hospital, Eloise here in Wayne County Michigan. I can vouch for the fact that this place is haunted, without them having to create an attraction!

Pilar shook as she clutched at her hoodie. It wasn’t the temperature it was the atmosphere. With every step she took in the October darkness, she thought she heard another faint voice.

 Get out

 This is my home

 You are not welcome here

Her head moved like the beam of a lighthouse as she searched for a face. But there was no one in sight. Only dead trees and rocks,

She ran when another voice moaned.

 I died here

 GET OUT

It was a BIG mistake to visit the Halloween attraction on the grounds of a former mental hospital.

©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben

Smooth Sailing

Charli Mills challenges us to get all wet this week with a topic taking us across the water. I smiled immediately for it brought back the memories of the family swimming pool. If you enjoy being prompted to write AND to smile, then you must FOLLOW the Carrot Ranch and give it a go!

It was the summer of 1968. The year the Detroit Tigers won the pennant and the year our family bought a pool for our backyard!

The pool store threw in a variety of pool toys as a bonus, one of which was a six-foot Styrofoam surfboard. Temptation got the better of us and as long as our parents were at work…

We used the deck to hold it in place and with a running start, we’d jump onto the board. The force sent us sailing into the opposite pool wall. Oh yeah, we were never bored on that board!

©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben

 

The Trinity

Every author needs a favorite chair! Charli Mills prompted us to write about an author’s chair this week for the 99-word flash fiction challenge at the Carrot Ranch  Make sure you FOLLOW Charli to the ranch for these weekly writing opportunities and SO MUCH MORE!

Wandering through an estate sale, Michelle hoped they had an old wooden roll-top desk. If it had a matching chair, all the better.

Dan was constantly rearranging items as other items sold. It was his goal to see that everything would catch the eye of the right person.

He had barely moved the Remington typewriter to a more prominent place when he heard a gasp. Michelle couldn’t believe her eyes. There was her roll-top desk with a matching chair!

She handed him a check for all three. After all, a writer needed a desk, a chair, and a typewriter.

©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben

 

Giddy Up Go

Well, I missed out on the  Carrot Ranch challenge to write about a big black horse last week. Why? Because I couldn’t think of anything to write. Of course, today, it came to me and so I wrote this little story.

Madison had her own shopping cart, her own purse, and her own list. A carrot and an apple for a special big black horse. She and her father went through the self-check and her change was a quarter!

Clutching the grocery bag, Madison twirled her way to where the big black horse stood patiently. Madison giggled and danced in place while she held the bag of goodies under his nose.

Her father offered to hold her bag and lifted her up, into the saddle. Madison put the quarter in the box and squealed with delight.

“Giddy up, go, horsey!”

©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben

 

Light Charcoal, Action

Ah, a COOKING SHOW, this is the prompt from Charli Mills. I love to cook but have never actually imagined myself hosting a cooking show. But I love to watch grill masters at work.

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There is something special about charcoal-grilled hot dogs. Frank made sure he rolled them for even browning. He loved to use the grill. The taste of the food, along with the oohs and ahhs from hungry diners made his day.

Poised and ready for the first taste was Zeus, a patient, playful Rottie! His head followed the action of his master’s hands in syncopated rhythm. It was as though he was willing Frank to drop something on the ground.

Aware he was being watched, Frank laughed, “Gee, Zeus, I didn’t realize I was putting on a show here!”

©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben