50 Word Thursday #108 – The Results

Hi All, I hope everyone has had a great week and you’re all looking forward to the next 50 Word Thursday which will appear on Kristian’s blog shortly but until then let’s have a recap of last week’s submissions.

The Rules:

  • Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!
  • The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)
  • Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.
Here’s the picture: 108

And the words,

“… grabbed the pistol from me and fired it into the couch.” – Louisiana Longshot – Jana DeLeon

Charles from Potatoes, and the promise of more Potatoes “They’ve gotten into the building!”, Trey exclaimed. He grabbed the pistol and fired it into the couch. The couch stopped moving, but a dinette set was trying to break down the door in the kitchen. Trey fired some shots through that door, stilling some of the uproar in the kitchen. “I’ve got fifty rounds left”, Trey stated. Diane looked at the rest, white as a ghost. “I’ve been bitten”, she said softly. Trey wanted to ask if she was sure, but she had already become a recliner… a Laz-e-girl if you will. When her transformation was complete, she advanced on her former friends. “Kill it”, Don shouted. “I can’t!”, Trey protested. “Look, whatever WAS Diane is just springs and foam, now”. He snatched the revolver and fired two shots into Recliner-Diane. “Nice!”, said Becky, “I call dibs” Don complained, “No fair! I want to sleep on Diane!” Chelsea from A Wife, My Verse, and Every Little Thing This is my take on the prompt: Sometimes I’m of the opinion that I’m misunderstood, that others chose to react rather than to consider the facts, that they believe they know best, when they know nothing. Let me explain, yet again, what happened? Ok, so yes I did have a gun, I mean I was practicing for the part of Dirty Harry, so of course I had a gun.  It wouldn’t be Dirty Harry if I didn’t have one, would it? And yes I did point it at them but I was getting into the roll, he didn’t have to grab the pistol from me and fire it into the couch, that was going overboard, wasn’t it? What?  You think they had some justification?  That’s just plain discrimination, that is. You’re judging me, you’re stating because of who I am I can’t be trusted with a loaded gun. What am I?  An orangutan of course, but really?

© Deb Whittam 2020

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Deb Whittam

With a keen interest in travel, photography, sports and writing I hope to encourage discussions on how culture has impacted on society in the 21st Century.

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