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Friday Fictioneers: “The Journey”

Hello fellow Friday Fictioneers bloggers! Boy have I missed you guys! The past few weeks have been crazy busy for me and, now that things have finally started to settle down, I’m excited to participate again. If you’re visiting my blog and stumbled across this by happenstance, welcome! On Fridays, I try to challenge myself by participating in a group led by author Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Basically, bloggers are challenged to create a short (100 word) fiction story based on the same photo prompt. It’s really awesome to see what other people are able to come up with. This week’s photo was provided by Beth Carter. Without further adieu, I present to you “The Journey“.

Beth Carter

It was a warm, sunny afternoon in San Diego when I started my journey. I saw one year, thousands of miles of coast, and a lot of new friends along the way. In the beginning, I’ll admit, I had a sheltered life that offered little understanding of the outside world. Along the way, though, my journey introduced me to the homeless, the lonely, the richest of the rich, the famous, and the everyday heroes. I learned that people are kind and loving. I learned there is no such thing as “normal”.

I learned that life is never what you’d expect it to be…

Now that I’m home, where do I go from here?

Creative Writing, Friday Fictioneers

Friday Fictioneers: The Hardest Thing I’ve Ever Done

It’s Friday Fictioneers time! As always, for more information, please visit Rochelle’s blog. If this is your first time reading one of my weekly FF posts, you can find my most recent one here. This week’s photo prompt was taken by Rich Voza.

Rich Voza

“The Hardest Thing I’ve Ever Done”

I loved him, I really did but I couldn’t do it anymore. I knew he would never let me leave him and I didn’t know what he would do when he realized I was gone. A tear trickled down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away, peeking around to be sure that nobody noticed.

It was the first time I’d seen a sunrise in as long as I could remember. Some people live for those moments, when the morning sun crests up over the horizon, but this was different. I had been planning it for several months and nobody suspected a thing. Dallas to Sao Paulo and I would finally be safe.