Friday Fictioneers – Imagination

PHOTO PROMPT © Mary Shipman

I wake in the dark with bruise-like pain around my middle.

In complete darkness, with no sense of what surrounds me, I get to my knees and try to stand.

My eyes strain to see and my ears stretch to hear any sound.

A fluttering and as I recognise movement I notice a soft breeze, salt on my tongue and something else; bats?

Memories of stories – blood sucking, webbed wings and screeching. Are they hiding and waiting; holding their breath? If they cry, my heart will stop.

Bright lights; I scream and scream again at the movement – of sheets from the ceiling.

This is my submission for Friday Fictioneers. Photo credit to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who kindly runs Friday Fictioneers through her website.

The idea is to fashion a story that has a beginning, middle, and end and within 100 words.

Flash Fiction: Summer Heat

Friday Fictioneers Wed 20.04.16

Summer heat; 40⁰C and bodies melting!

Toiling all day; no lunch and only the water bottles we each carried

Mother was ill and downtown seeing the doc

Younger kids chasing sheep and jumping in bales, trying to keep out of the way

Lots to do in the bush, for kids, and for us adults

Digging holes for new posts; ground like concrete after a long and dry season

Replacing old fencing, a necessary evil; now metal posts and not wood

“Kids, stay away from the wire!” They won’t be told!

Screams as the smallest falls and is caught up in the barbs