The Chase

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge. I am participating after a long time, but after looking at this picture I couldn’t resist the story that came to my mind. Thanks to all the readers for their time and helpful comments.

Finish the story begins with:  He thought he found the perfect hiding spot, but he was wrong.

The chase had lasted for an eternity. My tiny heart pumped like a machine, ready to run separately from my body.

Finally it was my turn when he slept. I whispered in his ears. The whole night he kept tossing and turning. My belly danced as I laughed…enjoying the moment of his sleeplessness. His eyes were drowsy, in the morning.

He had no idea who I was, but for me – he was “the one”.

He had driven me to the motorway where my body became a pulp as a car ran over me. The good in me tried to convince me, “It’s not his fault.” I rested my case by saying, “Nah! I’m already dead. I can’t kill him, but I can at least make him crazy.”

Crazy he had not become till now, but I was happy to see him scared.

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Globe Gobble

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge. For this week thanks to Eric Wickland of Momusnews for giving us the first line to go with the photo.

Finish the story begins with:  At first, it looked like an ordinary marble, but it was far from it. 2015-06-15-bw-beacham

A walk by the beach was a daily ritual for me. Today was no different…sea gulls, lonely shore, ferocious waves and cool sea breeze. Casting an impression on the soft wet sand, I walked.

Something shone in the sand like a piece of sun fallen from the sky. I went near it.

“Ah! What a beautiful marble.” I said, and picked it up.

I found a perfect place for it at home – in a bowl full of sea shells.

Touch…it wanted to be touched…more than once. I had picked it up twice and touched it more than three times marveling at its hollow beauty.

Spell…an unknown spell was broken and I could see liquid gold gushing through its cracks.

Fire…it breathed life and turned into a ball of fire.

It didn’t burn me, but I stared at it. Hollow turned into pure beauty. In a moment everything changed.

Shift…our gaze had interchanged. Now it was observing me from outside.

Trapped… I wondered if I’ll be visible to Billy when he comes home.

Call from her

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge.

Finish the story begins with:  “Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life.”

“Why am I here? What am I doing here?” she said.

She took out her cell phone.

“My sweet baby. Why did you leave us and go? I should have protected you from everything. I’m your mom.” she said.

With a heavy heart she started walking towards the sea. She stood deep in it. The dark blue water first ate her body and then slowly swallowed her head. Her eyes… now closed.

She was happy; she was running after her little baby.

“Don’t go away Jamie. Come to mommy.” she screamed loudly.

“Are you alright, hon?” asked James.

“Oh! It was Jamie. I so wish that I never wake up from these dreams. It is the only time that seems real to me.”

James took her in his arms as she cried the whole night.

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A great thanks once again to Barbara. Thanks to all my readers for their time and comments too.

Something to remember by

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge.

Finish the story begins with:   “Are you laughing at me? “ Yes, they are.

I held a photo frame in my hands.

My best friend, Rose, and I are 65+. When we started hitting the loneliness road we decided to steer our lives a little…towards happiness. Rose enrolled for a photography class. I had always loved painting so I enrolled myself for an art class.

She came with a gift on my 70th birthday – kimonos – two for both of us.

We smiled gleefully in our kimonos and bright red lipstick. The timer was set… a flash and a click…captured us perfectly.

The picture had collected dust so I started cleaning it. It looked cloudy. So with a duster in my hand and my glasses on I took a closer look. Silence.

“Wahat! No wonder they looked the same size. They are yellow orchids not us in yellow kimonos.” I started laughing. Something to remember by…of course! not only the photo but my foolishness too.

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What I see

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge.

Finish the story begins with: “The neighbors were not happy about my choice of yard art.”

But I didn’t care much.

Then one day my wife said, “Why don’t you remove this junk from our yard? Everyone 2015-04-13-bw-beachamridicules us! Yesterday Billy was bullied and came crying from school.”

I was sad but I was not going to abandon my creative child because a bunch of people disapproved it.

So, one day my wife stood in front of me… a packed bag in one hand and Billy’s hand in the other she asked, “Are you throwing that piece or not?”

“No. It will not go anywhere.” I answered in a stern voice. She slammed the door and went.

They did warn me: it’s a difficult piece to handle and keep. The earlier collector died protecting it when people started pelting stones at it.

Some say I’m insane, but they don’t see what I see… beauty.

 

 

The Humble Pizza

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge.

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Finish the story begins with:Pizza anyone?”

Everyone smiled as the waiter asked this question. Hank thought it was silly to take orders in such a manner. However, when the waiter stood near Hank and asked this question he answered in a yes.

The waiter showed him the way to a chair. A 6″ humble pizza with lots of cheese, olives, tomatoes and bacon was kept in front of him.

“This is our special pizza and is absolutely free,” said the waiter.

He sat to eat. The first bite was tasty…then, spicy and… then, hot. In five minutes time all his senses were surrendered to the hot sauce in the pizza.

In desperation he gestured for water.

“Sorry sir. No water. You’ve entered ‘The Wall of Pizza’. You can choose to run or finish.”

Hank stood up as his will power was paralyzed and thoughtfulness was clogged.

“Guys, we have another loser on the wall,” announced the waiter and everyone applauded.

 

 

All in Action

Barbara Beacham is the kind host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words. Thanks Barbara for this week’s photo and the challenge.

Finish the story begins with: “When the team heard the dam explode, they knew they had limited time to make it to safety.

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They paddled faster. The angry current made their work effortless. For the first time they could feel the force of gravity. Water was gushing like a death warrant.

They neared the horizon. Everyone knew it was going to be their last breath. The raft was going to submit itself to the thundering noise. Everyone started shouting but the mighty current soon engulfed them. Everything was now calm.

A loud voice shouted, “Aaand…Cut! Great shot, guys.”

A spot boy ran with some dry towels in his hands towards the descent.

 

 

Billing Amount

Barbara Beacham is the host of Monday’s Finish the Story. Every week a photo and the first sentence of the story is shared and the challenge is to finish the story in 100 – 150 words.

Finish the story begins with: “On March 9th, 2015, three objects were reportedly seen in the skies over the Borracho Todos los Tiempos Vineyards.”

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“Did you read this nonsense?” said Tom.

“What?” asked the waitress.

“They have seen some kind of flying objects at some place.”

“Don’t you believe it then,” said the waitress.

“No! Hell no. Can you get the bill for my coffee?”

“Sure.”

“There seems to be some kind of mistake in the bill.”

“No,” said the waitress.

“Well you are mistaken. I’m not going to pay for something I’ve not ordered,” shouted Tom.

“Don’t shout. It will drain your energy. We are going to Tiempos Vineyards. We have company waiting….”

“What non…nnn…sen?” said Tom, as he crashed to the floor.

“…waiting to feast on you,” said the waitress with a pleased smile as she dragged him to the kitchen.