Your 100 Word Story

REMINDER: Collaborative writing with me is the FIRST Friday of every month. See you again on February 2nd. Till then Iā€™ll still provide an image prompt each week to get your inspirations going into the weekend.

IMAGE PROMPT

I could tell you where to go with this image but thereā€™s just too many options and the last thing I want to do is influence you one way or anotherā€¦letā€™s see if you can impress me! šŸ˜‰

You donā€™t have to write your story today!
Free write all weekend long!

WRITE YOUR OWN 100 WORD STORY

  • Write exactly 100 words. Not 99 or 101. The Word Count Police are tracking!

  • Genre? Writerā€™s choice! So long as you give us all the thrills and the feels.

  • To Fic or to Non-Fic? You decide. What matters most is that youā€™re satisfied with the output.

  • Copy/paste your words in the comments, then share on your own Substack, and maybe, share to social media!

  • A Note on Substack Notes | Click the šŸ”„ ā€œRestack with a Noteā€ and copy/paste your story for added reach and growth.

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  1. Laurence Simon

    Aaron was my brother’s friend, and he had a pet cat named Cleo.
    Aaron came over a lot, and his cat would follow him,
    My dog barked at the cat through the window or the fence.
    Aaron’s house had thick shrubbery with spiders in it.
    He called them his pets.
    One day, Aaron came over, but Cleo didn’t.
    Cleo had died from a spider bite.
    His parents tore out the shrubbery. No more spiders.
    Except for one that Aaron kept in a jar.
    He said some night he’d release it in my room.
    I kept my window closed. And locked.

  2. Ryan Fyfe

    As the cart jerked forward, the doors banged open and a loud scream was heard. Sarah closed her eyes and grabbed the handles tight. Kara screamed excitedly. A blast of cold air shot over them and a loud horn blasted.
    The ghost train trundled on then stopped suddenly with cobwebs everywhere, dangling over the cart. A shadow darted across the darkened room, a UV light flickered on.
    A small spider landed on Sarah’s arm and ran off. They both froze as a breath of warm air blew over them. Kara grabbed the handle tightly, opened her eyes and looked back!

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