Thursday, 10 September 2015

I thought I would drown

(Please scroll down one to see my Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers tale)

This week's photo at Friday Fictioneers brought back memories of my brush with death. 

Picture: Jennifer Pendergast








As long as I could remember there was a little wooden boat buried in the undergrowth near my parent’s pond. To cut a long story to 104 words, one summer’s day I thought I’d resurrect it and go for a paddle.

I suppose I should have worn flatties because mid-stream I somehow put a heel through the bottom of the hulk whatever it’s called. In seconds, I was sinking; I had to abandon ship. Help!

It was a like scene from a disaster movie with me, the femme fatale standing almost knee deep in the angry swirling fish-infested water.

I still have nightmares about it.


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18 comments:

  1. Love the thought of fish infested waters... you know piranhas are common in those ponds.

    we are all defeated

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    1. You might love the thought of fish infested waters.. blowed if I do!

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  2. Dear Rosey,

    Knee-deep. I'd say it was a long-handled brush with death. Cute story.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Cute story! At least you had gumption!

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  4. You are very adventurous! Well done.

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  5. Fish infested ponds creep me out and Nice take on the prompt

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    1. And to think, some people actually PAY to have their toes nibbled!

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  6. Too funny... Heels and boats... um. no.! ;-)

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  7. Hehe, high heels in the mud, fish infested waters, what an adventure! Fun story.

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    1. Fun to you maybe, but to me...well, I'm still receiving counselling!

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  8. i want to laugh but i know this is serious stuff.

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