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Alone – 100WW: Week 75

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Title: Alone
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 75
Word count: 100 words

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Lily glared at the people between her and the exit and swatted at the gold tassel tickling her cheek.

“Do you want pictures with your friends?”

“Mom, I don’t have any friends.”

Lily pushed forward not caring if her mother followed. What on earth did she imagine they had in common with an eleven-year-old “genius”? The valedictorian cords further alienated her from the rest of her class. Today was another hurdle to endure before she could begin the next phase of her plan; a degree in astrophysics from MIT. Today she was one step closer to finding her real family.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Run Away – 100WW

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Title: Run Away
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 74
Word count: 100 words

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Robbie struggled to walk down the sidewalk with his bag. Flung over his shoulder, he managed a half a dozen steps before it plummeted to the ground, nearly toppling him.

Robbie sighed, the sidewalk went on forever. Running away from home was harder than he imagined. Three houses from home, he was tired and hungry.

“That you Robbie?”

Mrs. Baxter stood on her front porch.

“I made cookies. You interested in being my taste tester?”

The three-year-old nodded, almost sobbing. He didn’t see Mrs. Baxter give his mom the thumbs up as he headed towards his rescuer.

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You’re Pretty — 100WW

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Title: You’re Pretty
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 19
Word count: 100 words

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People said it to her all her life, “You’re pretty, for a black girl.”

Their words hurt her, cut into her soul, made her question her self-worth. Tamecia could have bowed her head and let her anger consume her. Instead, she walked in a different world. She used her art to educate and inform, to tell other women they were not alone. Her art explored beauty and feminism and exposed how the definition frustrated and hurt women. She recognized the scars while refusing to allow them to define her. She worked to remove the lines that never should have existed.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Dare to Be Different – 100WW

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Title: Dare to be Different
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 18
Word count: 100 words

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People judged her. She didn’t remember a time when they saw her and not her disfigurement. As a child, she could not escape the condemnation in their eyes. Her family thought they were protecting her when they hid her away. The doctors, convinced they could fix her, made her suffer through surgery after surgery. She hoped and prayed they would make her look like the photos in the magazines. Each time they failed and each time she grew stronger and came to accept who she was. Instead, she celebrated her differences, put them on display. She would never hide again.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Sentinel of Yesterday — 100 Word Wednesday

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Title: Sentinel of Yesterday
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 15
Word count: 100 words

Image Credit: Bikurgurl’s Mother, SandraJune

The days of the steamship, are no longer even a distant memory. Once, over a hundred years ago the steamship built San Francisco, shipping mail, people and goods to fuel the California Gold Rush. They built the pier to ease the flow of goods in the busy bay area. The steamship rebuilt the city after the earthquake and the resulting fire destroyed everything. Then war broke out, troops mustered and eventually they won the war. They painted the pier to welcome the conquering heroes home. The steamship era passed, memories faded, but the pier remained. The silent sentinel of yesterday.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Where the Road Ends — 100 Word Wednesday

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Title: Where the Road Ends
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 15
Word count: 100 words

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The old woman told Alex to follow the road until it ended. It went on for miles, around twists and turns back and forth across the face of mountains exploding from the sea. The edge crumbled, sending gravel flying into the abyss. The spray bounded off lower outcroppings, committing anything not securely attached to plunk into the waiting waves, descending to depths unknown.

Tired of its ordeal the road stopped in front of a pile of rock. White knuckles slowly released the steering wheel allowing Alex to climb out of the car. On spongy legs Alex surveyed his new home.

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Courting Calliope — 100 Word Wednesday

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Title: Courting Calliope
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 17
Word count: 100 words

Image Credit: Scott Webb

Joan checked into Hotel Monteleone, the Ernest Hemingway Suite. The one week reservation wiped out her account, but Calliope insisted the seclusion and the setting would solve her problems. Joan trusted her, as always, and made the arrangements.

In the suite, Joan barely glanced at the view out the window before closing the drapes. She dropped her roller bag in the bedroom and took her laptop into the parlor. She powered it up without connecting to WiFi and opened the document. The blinking cursor mocked her.

“Calliope? I am here,” she whispered.

Moments later, Joan’s fingers flew across the keyboard.

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Gotta Get Away – 100WW

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Title: Gotta Get Away

Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 14

Word count: 100 words

 

 

 

Maddie leaned back in her chair trying to catch the waiter’s eye.

“How do I get out of here?” she thought.

Maël continued his prattle asking her questions she didn’t want to answer. He didn’t seem to notice. Instead, he reached over and grabbed her hand. She recoiled and stifled a scream. She knew she had to get away.

Maël leaned further across the table.

“I… I have to visit the ladies room,” she said as she stood. She headed to the bathroom, took a detour through the kitchen and out the back door. Once In the alley, she ran.

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Jo Hawk The Writer

Rules? – 100WW

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Title: Rules?
Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 13
Word count: 100 words

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“No swimming, no boating, no fun.”

“Yeah. What’s with the ‘Waterfowl’? We can’t feed the ducks anymore?”

Eric and Kurt pushed their bikes toward the dock, fishing poles balanced across the handlebars.

“Reckon their gonna say we can’t fish too?” Kurt asked.

“Probably. Guess we’d better get there fast. Race ya,” Eric yelled as broke into a faltering run, his bike banging at his side.

“Hey, no fair,” Kurt hollered lumbering after him.

“Last one there has to bait the hooks,” Eric called over his shoulder as he reached the dock.

“Boys! No running,” the man on the dock yelled.

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Wild Horse Island – 100WW

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Title: Wild Horse Island

Source: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 12

Word count: 100 words

She rolled as another wave broke across her bow, turned her sideways as she descended the trough. The captain screamed orders to his crew, words which the relentless wind whipped out to the savage sea. Men scrambled, slipping and sliding across the wet, heaving deck. Aware of the consequences should a wave catch her broadside.

They crested the next wave at a forty-five-degree angle, a thunderous crack reverberated through the men’s souls. One final wave cast them into the depths. Horses released from the cargo hold swam to the small costal island they would one day call Wild Horse Island.

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Jo Hawk The Writer