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Every Time The Phone Rings

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RDP Wednesday: WASTE

The easy description of this photograph is this is just a homeless camp and that the homeless people who live here are drug addicts.

What you can’t see in this picture  are  the human lives that have been wasted- the children who aren’t being cared for by their parents, the children who will grow old and die in the blink of an eye under these blue tarps and mildewed and torn tents, the friend who will not be there when their presence would have made a difference in one life or maybe more-

the parents, grandparents, siblings, wives, husbands, girlfriends and boyfriends whose hearts will always skip a beat and stop every time the phone rings or there is a sharp hard  knock on the living room door.

So much time, so many moments, all of these lives-

Wasted.

 

Photo A.M. Moscoso
April 17,2023
Washington Statr USa

Rebecca Goes To Town

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For Fandango’s s Story Starter: Rebecca stared at her reflection in the mirror and wondered how a country girl like her was ever going to survive the big city?

Rebecca stared at her reflection in the mirror and wondered how a country girl like her was ever going to survive the big city?

She had never been further away then 20 miles from her home town. She didn’t know how to drive a car because she didn’t need one in the backwater, no name place she had flown in from a week ago and above all-

her name was Rebbeca.

She put her nose close to the mirror and then she lifted her eyes and looked deep into her reflection She felt like crying. She wanted to go home where everyone in town knows each other and nobody locks their doors and on Christmas and Halloween they always have a big party in Miss Fabian’s Barn.

Rebecca McDowell- that was her name and it didn’t scream adventure, it didn’t hint that the woman who owned that name was gutsy and brave and wanted to put purple streaks in her dark brown hair.

Maybe she thought, I should change my name to something exotic like Dante or Jingle or Livia- that might be it! She would name herself Jingle- she looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath and then it came to her-

She would call herself Jingle Hungerford and she would put purple streaks in her hair  with a name like Jingle Hungerford she would take this town by storm.

She booped her reflection’s nose.

Especially when the Moon was full.

Whoo Is There?

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This challenge is a lot of fun and I really enjoyed it!

It’s called the Six Minute Challenge. You get a prompt ( this challenge was a picture of Owls ) and six minutes to answer it. Six minutes isn’t a lot of time, but I would encourage you to stick with it.  What I enjoyed the most about this challenge is that you don’t have to edit it, so your reader can see how an idea for a story is ‘born’. Like a human baby sometimes they’re not pretty, a little messy but they are full of promise and adorable in their own way.

So I would encourage you to take Stine’s Six Minute Challenge HERE

My Response:

Artist Unknown

They swarmed  and made a home

in my attic, was it last Fall or the Autumn  before?

Many owls with yellow eyes  took over my house because they

all had a story to tell.

 

They whisper and chatter

hoot and call, ‘can you hear us Anita? ”

we have a story to tell.

And sometimes I tell them yes and sometimes I say no

and then I tip toe away, as quiet as I can

 

but I always, every single  time,  check to see

that the lock on my attic door

is shut fast and won’t budge

because ask myself do I really want to know what kind of tales

a swarm of  talking  owls with yellow eyes  in my attic have to tell?

Here’s To The Future

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WP Daily Prompt wants to know how I plan my goals-

When I set a goal and I am serious about reaching it, I reach for my Magic 8 Ball and give it a good hard shake.

Before you laugh and scoff, before you say I am just being silly

keep in mind, before you set my method aside

that most of the goals I set for myself-

I reach.