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The Monster #writebravely #Writrtribeproblogger

22 Sunday Oct 2017

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Sharon knew he was somewhere near her. Though she couldn’t see him, she felt his presence always.

Some might even think that theirs is an unrequited love, she thought miserably. But how would anyone think that, when no one knew his existence in her life, when no one could feel his presence like she did?

How would she tell anyone about him when she couldn’t say it out loud confidently. Such was her stalker, the monster, this depression!

 Five Sentence Fiction written for day 7 of Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge. 

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The Real Monsters #writebravely #writetribeproblogger

12 Thursday Oct 2017

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Little Irene was scared of monsters.

At night, she had to make sure that there weren’t any monsters hiding under her bed or in her closet. Shut the eyes tight, for if she opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of the monster lurking in her room, it could chew her head off and swallow her little arms and feet in one sitting. What’s not seen couldn’t hurt, believed the little girl and slept every night with bated breath.  

Until.. 

One night little Irene learned that monsters were real, only they looked just like us. In her case, it came wearing the mask of her dad.

But a little girl who knew to scream the loudest could keep any monster away. That was a quick learning for Irene. From then on, she started to keep her eyes open, listening to the monsters lurking, with bated breath.  

Linking with for Day 4 of WritetribeProBloggerChallenge prompt – Bated Breath.

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Mystery #writebravely #Writetribeproblogger

09 Monday Oct 2017

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She knew life was not just a bed of roses. Count the blessings more often to get the prickly thorns out, she learned that early on. 

Then again it wasn’t the terminal illness that killed her. The toxic relation she was in mercilessly sucked the life out of her long before her tumor proved to be fatal. 

Why life was just a bed of thorns for her, remained a mystery to her. 

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A five sentence fiction for Day 3 of Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge prompt – Terminal.

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Where’s the X? #FestivalOfWords #WriteBravely

06 Sunday Aug 2017

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“Dave, why is there a hole on every X you have written?”, asked a perplexed Sara to her four-year-old who was practicing the alphabets.

” Why, mama? Haven’t you read me the other day from the pirate book ‘X marks the spot’. It’s not a hole. I was digging to find the treasure.”

Dave’s innocent answer made Sara burst into a laugh as he looked on perplexed.

I am participating in the 7-day Festival of Words hosted by Write Tribe. Microfiction written for Day 3 for the prompt ‘Feature a map and write about a place either real or virtual’.

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