For this week’s Flash Fiction challenge at Charli Mills’ CarrotRanch – In 99 words write a story about this image:
January 23, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about a park bench. Use this gif to choose a timeframe and write the story behind that particular scene. Use the time as your title. Go where the prompt leads!
Secrets and Moments
If I could tell you I would. It’s my job here to offer a place to rest your weary selves. All knowing, listening and watching as countless people land here to share a moment.
Broken hearts rested here in refuge with their grief, new beginnings created as some knelt on bended knee declaring their love and proposing to another who has rested upon me.
Shady characters too have used my inconspicuous location for an incognito drop-off. While others come just to relax and take in a beautiful day.
These secrets traded between visitors remain ingrained within my wooden confessional.
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©DGKaye
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Good job they can’t spill all their secrets, isn’t it?
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Lol true Anita 🙂 x
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I love how the bench collects secrets. Lovely story, Debby, and great take on the prompt.
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Thanks Diana. I looked at that bench as ‘the old fly on the wall’ 🙂 xx
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Nice one, Debby!
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Thanks Stevie 🙂 x
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I like that–anthropomorphize the bench. That’s good, Deb.
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Thanks Jacqui. And I love that word. 🙂
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What a lovely response and interpretation Debby.. love the wooden confessional… beautifully done.. ♥
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Thanks so much Sal. I just go with first thing that comes to mind. 🙂 ❤
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What a great take on the prompt word and image. …A wooden confessional is so apt. I’m behind on the challenges. Yikes. Well done, Sis. ❤
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Oh thanks bunches Sis ❤
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Imagine the stories he could share! Enjoyed this, Debby. Well done!
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Thanks Jacquie. A wealth of stories never to be revealed 🙂 x
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A great image. I love the fact that some benches in the UK have dedications, mostly to people who have passed but loved a particular spot. It always made me stop and wonder about their stories. It’s good to know at least benches still keep our secrets safe! Enjoy the rest of the week, Debby!
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So true Olga. The bench will never reveal! 🙂 Happy week to you too Olga ❤
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Good one, Debby. I like your description of the park bench as a wooden confessional. If only it could tell the tales.
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Exactly!!!!!!! The old ‘fly on the wall’ 🙂 x
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Love this, Debby! You captured so much in 99 words. Awesome! 🙂
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Thank you Natalie. 🙂 x
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Awesome really like this Debby. 🙂
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Thank you Marje 🙂 x
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Debby, I appreciate how you caught the entirety of the bench and then equated it to a ‘wooden confessional.” Beautiful!
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Thanks so much Charli. I began with a story about stories and put them all into the vessel. ❤
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A great read Debby, I thoroughly enjoyed coming and resting my weary bones on your park bench.
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Thank you Ellen. 🙂
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