Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Today’s curious photo by Shaktiki Sharma left my head spinning.
This is no way a criticism of the picture, more a joke about the state of my head.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
There is no reading this week, because I rather think I lack the ability to make credible the voice in the story.
Yes, Daddy, I am sure that is the man.
And I recognise his car, that pretty blue colour.
He gave me chocolate, said he would take me to see his puppy.
He was very nice, honestly.
Why are you so cross, Daddy?
Okay, I will wait here quietly, I won’t move.
Please don’t be long.
Oh, there is that nice man again.
He seems to have had a terrible accident.
What a shame.
I wonder how long he will be in that wheelchair.
I probably shouldn’t have told Daddy that story.
It is so easy to make things up.