Mondays Finish the Story – December 29th, 2014

Welcome to Mondays Finish the Story! I hope that you will take part in this weekly challenge!

Are you ready for Mondays Finish the Story challenge? This is a flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Don’t forget to use the opening sentence… Get creative and have fun finishing the story!

Please include the photo with your bit of flash and a link back to this site. Do not forget to click on the blue guy and add your link so that others can enjoy your story too!

Finish the story begins with: “The house of Don Francisco sat in a remote part of the desert.”

Please feel free to upload your story by clicking on the little blue fellow below to add your story to the list!

Thank you for participating! I am looking forward to reading your stories and sharing them with others! Be well and stay tuned for next week’s challenge!

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Here is the story my sons co-wrote (2nd and 5th grade). They worked hard to get it to 150 words but still have it tell the tale they wanted. They don’t have a blog, so I’m posting here.

“The house of Don Francisco sat in a remote part of the desert.” It was a proud house. An old track out back was not used anymore because rumors of a creature living somewhere down the path had frightened the family. So, they just went out in the fields and gathered corn, and not the apples in the orchard at the end of the track.

One day, Francisco wanted to collect some apples despite the rumors—apple pie was his favorite. As he stumbled along the trail, he thought nervously, I hope these rumors aren’t true.

When he got to the orchard with its over-grown weeds and old knotted trees, Francisco froze, and the hairs on the back of his neck pricked up. He felt hot breath on his back. Turning he saw a big, open mouth full of teeth. He screamed, ducked, and ran back the way he’d come. He would never have his apple pie again…unless he went to the market.

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babso2you on 2014-12-29 at 1:00 pm said:

What a wonderful story! Tell your sons that they did a great job! I would love to have them do this again Mara! Please tell them this was a job well done, and they each get an “A!” Happy new year to you all! ^..^

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- Mara Fields on 2014-12-29 at 9:08 pm said:
  
  I’ll let them know! They will be thrilled someone read it and liked it–thank you!!
- babso2you on 2014-12-30 at 7:05 am said:
  
  You are welcome! Just bought Matchmaker… 🙂 Looking forward to reading it! 🙂