It’s Friday again – which should be great news, not only because I don’t work Fridays, but also because it’s Friday Fictioneers. Unfortunately, though, I’m not feeling too great today so my offering is… well, frankly pathetic. But I’ve struggled on and dug up 100 words which sort of make sense, because I refuse to be beaten by a stupid bug or whatever it is I’ve got. Anyway, enough moaning, on with Friday Fictioneers!
For those who don’t know, this is a challenge to write a 100 word story from a picture prompt. It’s hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, and anyone can play. Thanks for hosting, Rochelle!
Here’s the picture:
And here’s my tiny tale:
Sick (Based On A True Story)
I’m sick. Bang! I’m trying to sleep because my body really needs sleep and my brain has stopped working. Bang! But I can’t sleep because it’s New Year and everyone’s having fireworks parties. Bang! Every few seconds. Bang! It’s so unfair. My nose is red raw and my bed looks like a snow scene, only it’s not snow it’s tissues. Bang! I’d make a tissue snowman if I could be bothered, but I can’t because I’m too sick. And anyway I don’t have a carrot or a hat.
Or a clever ending to this little tale. Because I’m sick. Bang!
Click the blue frog to read more stories from other fictioneers. They’re probably a lot better than this one 🙂 (And I promise to read them all as soon as I feel better!)