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Three Things Challenge 623 and “What Do You See” #85

Three Things Challenge 623

Pensitivity101 Rules:

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
Below are three things that may, or may not, be related. Simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you.
You can use one, two or all three words in your post, there are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and my logo if you wish.
Invite us along by creating a pingback to this post, then leave your link in the comments so that other people can read your writings and I’ll see it to respond to you directly. You might like to check out some of the other contributions while you’re there.

I schedule the challenge to go out around 6.30 am UK time, but pingbacks have to be approved manually so might not show immediately. This could be because I’m late accessing my blog or due to time differences, but I will get there, I promise!
I look forward to reading your responses, and as always thank you all for your continued support.

Your three words are:

HYSTERICS
FARE
PEG

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What Do You See #85

Image credit; Iqbal Nuril @ Pixabay

For the visually challenged reader, the photo shows a small kitten looking inquisitivelyfrom under a table.

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Kittens!

By Tessa Dean June 2021

We had a beautiful white cat. She had these gorgeous blue eyes and a kink on the end of her tail. Since she adopted us we had no idea if the kink was a fight or genetic. One day we found out she was pregnant. The kids were almost hysterical in their excitement.

One day she disappeared. We were worried because we knew her time was near, but we couldn’t find her. We did our best to explain her disappearance to the kids although we didn’t know the real reason why she went missing.

We put food outside, her usual fare, although she rather preferred catching her own food, but being pregnant put a halt to that for a the time being. We hoped she was ok and my now ex-husband converted a play shed we had made for the kids into a cat home with a door flap so they could come and go if they every showed up. It was a little house with pegs to hang things on and shelves for their outside toys, etc.

Finally one day she obviously was trying to bring the kittens home. She had them somewhere else and we looked outside thankfully before throwing the door open and stepping on this tiny little kitten. We left it alone and kept peeking outside and then there were three kittens out there and we saw her trudging down the driveway from the next house up with another kitten in her mouth. Now there were 4 of them. Overnight she brought the last 2 over from the other house. We have no idea why she had them there unless she was out roaming and got caught and couldn’t get home. We stopped using that door and didn’t touch them.

One morning they were all gone again. We were concerned, but not a lot we could do. I got ready for work and went to leave and realized she had moved them off the step and underneath my car. Thank God I saw them and didn’t drive over them. I guess she wanted them out of the open air porch and thought they would be better protected under the car. Bad idea, but she didn’t know any better. So my husband had to try and get them out from under my car so I could go to work. We knew there were six or at least she only brought home six. Now we had touched them and we hoped that wouldn’t be a problem. Animals are finicky especially with their young. He placed them in the playhouse on cushions and for a while she stayed there with them. There were 3 pure white ones like her and 3 tabby cats, one orange, one gray and one black with barely discernable stripes. And once they were up and walking around we saw they all had the kink in their tails so it was genetic. As they got older they started to wander further and further away and then the white ones were gone. As we drove around the neighborhood we saw them because you couldn’t miss the kink in their tails. The tabbies hung around and we had to find them and the mother homes as we were selling the house. The white ones had found homes in the neighborhood so we left them alone.

Our other experience with pets and their babies was a dog that gave birth to 10 puppies. Boy was that a treat and finding them all homes was rough. We kept one of them and the mother. She was fixed right after that. No more puppies.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#threethingschallenge, #Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

Three Things Challenge 616 and “What Do You See” #84

Three Things Challenge 616

Pensitivity101 Rules:

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
Below are three things that may, or may not, be related. Simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you.
You can use one, two or all three words in your post, there are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and my logo if you wish.
Invite us along by creating a pingback to this post, then leave your link in the comments so that other people can read your writings and I’ll see it to respond to you directly. You might like to check out some of the other contributions while you’re there.

I schedule the challenge to go out around 6.30 am UK time, but pingbacks have to be approved manually so might not show immediately. This could be because I’m late accessing my blog or due to time differences, but I will get there, I promise!
I look forward to reading your responses, and as always thank you all for your continued support.

Your three words are:

JOLLY
REPEAT
SILLY

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What Do You See #84

For the visually challenged reader, the image shows an older man sitting on a bench by a park. There is a trolley bag behind him. He is playing a stringed instrument and has a collection bag by his feet.

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Joy!

By Tessa Dean June 2021

Lots of people think I am silly. I am an old man with all his worldly possessions within his reach. But no one can take away the joy I feel when I make someone happy and jolly. No day is a repeat and as I play for the people I meet, they reward me in some small way, whether it be a smile or a small token of their appreciation for brightening up their day.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#threethingschallenge, #Whatdoyousee, Book, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

An FYI on my current writing

I started my very first novel in July 2020 and then rewrote it for November 2020 NANOWRIMO. Now I have gone through the beta readers and am editing it prior to getting a professional edit. I will not be publishing this book for you to buy, but once done it will be published on this blog in its entirety. This one novel has now become a series. I created a fictional small town and these will be their mysteries and murders.

Books two and three are partially started and that is what you have been reading on here although these serial prompts (as I call them) are not the total story and may change while actually doing the full writing for the book. You are seeing bits of it. They will also be published on this blog eventually.

I want people to enjoy my writing, but regular publishing, both traditional and Indie, aren’t for me right now due to financial considerations. BUT I still want people to enjoy them.

These two serial prompts are brought about by:

“The three things challenge”

Rochelle’s “Friday Fictioneers”

Sadje’s “What Do You See?” Look under categories

Reena”s “Exploration Challenge”

Sammi’s “Weekend Writing Prompt”

New to Writing – #WritePhoto

These are just some of the prompts I follow (and can use for these stories), but not all of them can be used in my current work. Check them out if you like writing to prompts. These are some of my favorites, but my favorites are not limited to these particular ones. There are so many prompt sites out there, but I can’t write for them all sadly, especially if I want to write books too. I have about 8 books planned for this series so far. Some of them are old NANOWRIMO books I never finished or did anything with and some like books two and three are made from serial prompts. And actually book one uses many of my older serial prompts put together to form the story.

And for anyone looking for horror prompts, my friend Laura Nettles has 100 of them on her blog.

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

What do you see # 70- February 22 2021

What do you see # 70- February 22 2021

Here’s the photo:

Image credit; Lance Anderson @ Unsplash

(For the visually challenged reader, the image shows tall skyscrapers lit in the evening light. In the front there is a small pale-colored house resting at an angle on the ground, one side of it raised from the ground)

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Flipping Houses – Ooops

By Tessa Dean February 2021

Joey and Willy picked up this house for $1.00. All they had to do was move it to another location. Willy told Joey it wouldn’t be a problem. His brother, Mac, could move the house for them. He’s a house mover he told Joey.

Mac arrives at the house and finally manages to get the house up on his truck. He never thought to ask the guys where he had to move it to so when they pointed at the skyscrapers, he was puzzled. On one side of the house was a community and on one side was all skyscrapers.

“Wait,” he said puzzled. “Are you telling me this house has to go through those skyscrapers to the other side of the city?”

Both guys just nodded lazily, grinning.

‘How am I supposed to get to the other side?”

“There’s a large park down the center of the skyscrapers. Just make it through the first tight street and enter the park and then exit at the end and go through that last tight street and there’s a piece of land on the other side waiting for it. We got it for a $1.00, all we have to do is move it. Cool, don’t you think?”

Mac shook his head. “This ain’t going to work fellas. I’m not sure I can get the house through the first set of skyscrapers even. What about the traffic lights and wires? Do you have permits to drive through there and then through a park and then through another set of skyscrapers?”

Willy asks, “What do need with all of that? Just drive through it. I seen you do it hunnerts of times.”

“Look guys, it ain’t that easy. You just can’t drive it through there.” He turned away, shaking his head. “I am going to get dinner while you guys figure this out.”

Willy left his truck and walked across the street to a restaurant to get dinner. Suddenly there was a ruckus going on outside. He felt his pockets and said, “Damn, I left the keys in the truck. I bet those fools tried to move it themselves.”

Sure enough Joey and Willy had drove off and as they were passing through the skyscrapers they took down the first set of traffic lights and wires and then hit the park with the house half off the truck. They kept driving until the house was all the way off of the truck and stuck with one side buried in the park and the other end up in the air. They didn’t stop either. They kept on driving pulling whatever happened to remain attached to the truck behind it.

Everyone was talking about these two crazy guys in the truck, but Mac stayed quiet. This was all gonna come back on him and his boss was gonna kill him.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Prompt

What do you see # 69 -February 15 2021

What do you see # 69 -February 15 2021

Here’s the photo:

Image credit; Lucas Albuquerque

( For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a view of the Eiffel Tower at night when it is illuminated in golden light. In the foreground you can see the Seine river reflecting the lights)

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Twenty Years Later

By Tessa Dean February 2021

Kara and Sonny were sailing slowly past the Eiffel Tower. They shared a kiss, one full of love and remembrance.

They reminisced about this very same trip taken 20 years ago on their honeymoon. They decided to celebrate their 20th anniversary by taking the very same trip. Their feelings today even stronger than they were 20 years ago.

“Sonny do you remember what I said to you on our honeymoon trip 20 years ago?” Kara asks him shyly and wondering what his response would be.

“Certainly, honey, you told me we were expecting our first child. Wait, are you telling me you are pregnant again? And at your age? I thought we were done with having more children.”

“Well, Sonny, God sees it another way. And yes, we are pregnant again. I am 8 weeks along. The doctor has already told me that it will be harder now at my age, but not impossible. A lot of his patients are my age and are giving birth to perfectly healthy babies. I can hardly wait.”

“Kara, my love, I am excited and can hardly wait myself. I know we wanted another child, but it didn’t look like it was going to happen and now, our 2nd honeymoon, you say the exact same words. What a blessing it is.”

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/02/08/what-do-you-see-68/

Sadje brings us her weekly “What Do You See?” Monday Challenge. 

Here’s the photo:

Image credit; Richard Kesperowski@ Unsplash

( For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a couple of water lilies growing in a pond of water)

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Oh Grandma, Where are You?

By Tessa Dean February 2021

Amelia looked at the last line of her long list of nursing homes. The list was just for her state because she didn’t think her mother would go too far away from home, but now she was on the last home and no sign of her Grandmother. She had recent pictures in case her Mother had changed her name and so far no one had seen her or had her registered at that nursing home.

Amelia was crying now. She missed her Grandmother who she considered her real mother rather than that whimpering, whiny drunk who gave birth to her. If she found her, unless there was a medical reason she needed to be there, she was bringing her home to live with her.

She got her tissue out and dried her eyes. She wanted to be professional so they would listen to her if her Grandma happened to be there. Please God she prayed. Let Grandma be here.

Amelia approached the southern looking mansion and spotted the small pond with water lilies floating on it. How pretty, she thought. She looked around her. The place looked nice. Would her Mother pay this much for her Mother to live in a nice home like this? Her Mother had money, but she never spent it on her or her Mother. She drank her money away. Probably some drug usage as well.

Amelia walked towards the beautiful white double door entrance. She didn’t know if she should knock or just walk in. She was pretty sure it was a nursing home so she should just walk in.

Opening the door she was met by a woman, who she knew was older than she looked. She looked good for her age. She was in good shape and probably worked out. If she lived here this place must be quite expensive because she was also nicely dressed.

Amelia was stuck on what to say at first. She just couldn’t imagine her Grandma living here, although it was a beautiful place.

“May I help you young lady?” The woman had a sheaf of papers in her hand and was set to look through them.

Amelia began to cry. She tried to talk, but the tears were coming harder and faster. She had vowed not to do this, but this was her last chance for the most part without hiring a private detective.

The woman put an around her and led her over to a plush couch. She sat down next to her with her arm still around her. “What’s wrong honey?”

Amelia worked to pull herself together. She started her spiel. She had used it so many times she knew it by heart. She reached in her purse and pulled out her pictures and before she could say a thing, the woman said, “Ruth? Why do you have pictures of Ruth?”

Amelia said, “You know her? She is my grandmother and I have searched this whole state for her.”

“Yes honey, Ruth lives here and has for many years now. Why didn’t you know that?”

“Because my no-good, drunk of a Mother hid her Mother from me. Ruth raised me when my Mother couldn’t. My Mother hated to be reminded of it so she sent her away. She refused to tell me where and I have searched this whole state looking for her in places like this. If she isn’t medically dependent on living here I want to bring her home to live with me.”

“Well, I am gathering you must be the Amelia she always talks about. She is medically fine and will be delighted to see you again I am sure. Come with me, she is on the veranda with Maisie. Maisie will miss her, but maybe you can bring her up to see Maisie occasionally for a visit.”

“Oh I would do anything for my Grandma. She raised me right.”

“Come this way, child.” Amelia put on a happy face and followed the woman to the veranda on the side of the house. There was her Grandma and she looked great. This place was wonderful for her. She hoped she would want to leave to live with her.

“Amelia? Amelia is that you child?” Ruth raised herself up and walked over to meet them. She put her arms around Amelia and hugged her tight. “I never thought I would see you again. Rhonda made sure I was far away although she did put me in a decent place.”

“Oh Grandma I am so happy to see you. I have been driving all over the state looking for you. I want to bring you home to live with me. I have a nice three bedroom house and you would even have your own bathroom. All the rooms have their own bathrooms so you could choose whichever one you wanted. Will you come live with me? I promise to bring you to see Maisie almost every weekend for a day or if they rent out rooms occasionally I could rent you a room for the weekend and you could stay here all weekend. What do you think?”

“I would love to live with you doll and you are such a nice Granddaughter to think of letting me still see Maisie. Yes they keep guest rooms for just that reason. You could drop me off and then pick my up on Sunday.

Amelia hugged Grandma and then they headed to Grandma’s room to pack. Maisie came along to help. The staff brought in some boxes and told her to just pack what she absolutely needed right now and then she could pick up the rest of her things on the next trip when she came to visit with Maisie.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Prompt

What do you see # 67 – February 1 2021

Sadje brings us her weekly “What Do You See?” Monday Challenge. 

Here’s the photo:

Image credit: Tim Hüfner @ Unsplash

Rules:

You can write a post on your blog and create a ping-back to link to the original post.

Write an original story, poem or a caption.

I will try to re-blog your response on my blog.

There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.

I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.

Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee

Or

#WDYS

Does this picture inspire you to write something?

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Let me Out!

By Tessa Dean February 2021

Mary Ellen pounded her small fists on the steel bars. She had been imprisoned by some maniac who lured her off the street and when she got close enough he grabbed her and threw her into the back of his van. He used chloroform to knock her out and pulled a large blanket out so he could sneak her into his basement through the door in his back yard.

For days on end she sat on the small pile of blankets and waited to see if he was going to let her out or even give her some food. She noticed a light come on and it lighted up a small spot in her cell. She was afraid, but she was also starving and she hoped he came bearing food.

A man she vaguely remembered walked into the basement and started towards her cell. He was silent and he hadn’t come bearing food. She wondered what he was up to. He had ignored her for days, possibly weeks. There were several bottles of water in the cell and she had drunk then sparingly for two reasons. One she didn’t want them to run out and two, well she would have to go to the bathroom and all he had left her was a bucket to use. It was full now and overflowing on the floor on the opposite side of the small cell.

She stared at him mutely. She didn’t want to say anything, but she wondered what he planned on doing to her.

Suddenly he grabbed his chest and fell to the floor just outside her cell door. He didn’t move or make a sound. She watched him for hours and just sat there quietly.

Days passed and he didn’t move. She was sure by now he was dead. The rats were coming to chew on the body and the smell became over-powering. Now what was going to happen to her? There was no more water and no other indication that there was someone else in the house.

She eventually just laid down on the pile of blankets. The rats were almost done with her captor and they were coming for her now. Each time she looked up they were a little bit closer. She thought about her family and knew they had missed her. Will her body ever be found she wondered. Not long now she thought as she drifted off into a slow death.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Prompt

What do you see # 63 – January 4, 21

What do you see # 63 – January 4, 21

Sadje brings us her weekly “What Do You See?” Monday Challenge. 

Here’s the photo:

Image credit; Rodrigo Curi @ Unsplash

( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows the sun setting over the horizon, and in the foreground, you can see rail tracks)

Rules:

You can write a post on your blog and create a ping-back to link to the original post.

Write an original story, poem or a caption.

I will try to re-blog your response on my blog.

There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.

I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.

Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee

Or

#WDYS

Does this picture inspire you to write something?

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Rose Lynn’s Unexpected Trip

By Tessa Dean January 2021

Rose Lynn stared down the tracks looking for a sign that the train was arriving. She was holding her mama’s hand and excitement had her bouncing all around.

“Rose Lynn, please stop fidgeting. Stand still and wait quietly. Daddy will be here any time now.

As the time of arrival came closer the people started gathering to wait for their loved ones and there was pushing and shoving as they tried to move to the front of the line closest to where the doors would open.

Before she knew what had happened Rose Lynn’s hand was torn from her mother’s and she was pushed into the crowd of people waiting to board for the next station.

The train arrived and the doors opened, people spilling out while others shoved to get on for when the train left on its next part of the journey.

Rose Lynn didn’t see her mommy or her daddy. She was just shoved along with the crowd and before she knew the train whistle blew and the train started moving and she was on the inside with strangers and not with her parents.

She started crying as the people scrambled for seats. A nice man in a uniform who said he was the conductor asked her what was wrong.

“I can’t find my mommy and daddy. I wasn’t supposed to get on the train. Daddy was getting off of it. I’m scared.”

“What is your name young lady and I will call the station and let them know what happened and tell them what station to go to find you. I am sure your mommy and daddy are frantic right now and looking for you. I will take you to the office and you will wait there with someone to make sure you find your parents. OK?”

Rose Lynn nodded with tears running down her cheeks. “Honey, I need your name.”

“Rose Lynn Michaels,” she managed to tell him through her tears.

“Ok Rose Lynn, come with me to the front of the train and we will make that call. You will see your parents in no time as I am sure they are frantically trying to find you themselves.”

Rose Lynn followed the conductor to the front of the train and he quickly explained what happened and the call was put through to the station they had just left. Rose Lynn’s parents were already at the office and were relieved when the call came through letting them know where to go to pick her up.

When the train pulled into the station, the conductor escorted her to the office and introduced her to Sadie, one of the women who worked in the office. He told her the story and she took Rose Lynn’s hand in hers and said, “I will get you to your mommy and daddy as soon as they arrive.”

It wasn’t long before a young couple came running into the office shouting for Rose Lynn. Sadie said, “I bet that is your mommy and daddy now, honey.”

Rose Lynn turned and yelled, “Mommy and Daddy, here I am, see?”

Rosie and Wayne Michaels turned at the voice of their daughter and smiled. They gathered her into a big hug and turned to thank Sadie for watching out for their daughter. She explained that the conductor did the hard part all she did was hold her hand for a few minutes until they arrived. They asked Sadie to thank the conductor for them and asked for his name so they could notify the train company of their wonderful, caring employees.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

What do you see # 62 – December 28th 2020

What do you see # 62 – December 28th 2020

Sadje brings us her weekly “What Do You See?” Monday Challenge. 

Here’s the photo:

Image credit; Rhaúl V. Alva @ Unsplash

Rules:

You can write a post on your blog and create a ping-back to link to the original post.

Write an original story, poem or a caption.

I will try to re-blog your response on my blog.

There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.

I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.

Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee

Or

#WDYS

Does this picture inspire you to write something?

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Christmas Present

By Tessa Dean January 2021

Billy had been hoping for a puppy for Christmas. He had asked Santa for it and could hardly wait until Christmas morning.

He got up and snuck downstairs and snooped among the Christmas gifts under the tree. No barking puppy greeted him. He was disappointed and wondered what he had done wrong that Santa hadn’t brung him a puppy.

His family came down and they started opening gifts although Billy could barely keep from crying.

Finally him parents told him that if he couldn’t put on a happy face and be thankful for what he got then he could just go to his bedroom and go back to bed. He didn’t move.

“Go!” his father ordered him coming in from the hallway.

Billy trudged down to his room. He opened the door and lying on his bed was the most beautful puppy in the world and it even wore a santa hat. His tears dried up magically and he snuggled the pup. He turned to find his family in the doorway with smiles on their face.

“Surprise!” they yelled in unison.

“Santa did hear me,” he whispered with surprise still showing on his face.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

#Whatdoyousee, Fiction, Photo Prompt, Prompt

What Do You See? 11-16-2020 #56

What Do You See? 11-16-2020 #56

Sadje brings us her weekly “What Do You See?” Monday Challenge.  Here’s the photo:

Rules:

You can write a post on your blog and create a ping-back to link to the original post.

Write an original story, poem or a caption.

I will try to re-blog your response on my blog.

There is no limit to words or format but keep it family-friendly.

I will do a round-up next Sunday before the next Prompt is posted.

Please tag your responses with #Whatdoyousee

Or

#WDYS

Does this picture inspire you to write something?

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He Shouldn’t Have Missed Curfew

By Tessa Dean November 2020

It was an hour past my curfew, and I know my mom would be furious. There was nothing I could do, but ready myself for my punishment. Mom was very inventive when it came to punishments. I dragged my feet down the street. I was already late, so why rush the inevitable.

I could see the light on in the living room and her face pressed against the glass peering out, looking for me I knew. I didn’t move any faster. I was still dreading this. Then as I watched, I saw her slide down out of sight. What just happened?

I started to hurry. Had Ma fainted? She wasn’t prone to fainting, but what else could have happened? I raced across the yard and reached the door. I pushed on it, but it wouldn’t budge. She must have fallen against it.

I turned and ran to the side of the house to the window and peered in. “Ma? Ma? No, Ma, please, no.” I smashed the window and climbed inside, not noticing the cuts from the broken glass. The blood, there was so much blood. I raced across the room and turned her over. Her throat was slit. Her eyes were lifeless.

I hurried upstairs to check on my little brother. He was dead in bed. Blood everywhere, his throat slit and his eyes also lifeless.

I was in shock. Who could have done this? Oh God, what if they were still here? I got up and started back downstairs to look for the phone. Ma’s cellphone would most likely be in her pocket, which meant he would have to touch her again.

Searching quickly, he picked up the phone and ran back outside, and stood in the middle of the street while dialing 9-1-1. He screamed into the phone that his Ma and little brother had been murdered, their throats slit. There was blood everywhere, and he was all alone, and he needed help. “Oh God, please help me,” he whispered into the phone and sank to the asphalt on the street. Sirens sounded in the distance.

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Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book, a work in progress on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

Highlighted chapters are done and ready to be read.

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg