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Little Sally’s New House

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Little Sally wanted a doll house in the worst way. But she knew what mother would say.

“No!” That’s what mother would say. “You have enough stuff cluttering up your room, Sally. I don’t think you would last five minutes playing with a doll house.”

Maybe Mother was right, but Little Sally still wanted one. She had seen a beaut at The Toy Box, it even lit up and it wasn’t that big, she decided to enlist Grandma.

“When you were little did you ever have a doll house?”

“Oh yes, dear, I did.”

“I would love one for Christmas.”

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(where there is a will, Little Sally finds a way)

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie ~ Photo Challenge #292
I knew the moment I saw this fabulous photo by Oleg Oprisco that I had to write a story. 100 words of course. Check out the other stories at MM, maybe write one yourself.

Little Sally Plays a Prank

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Mother screamed “Sally!!!!”
‘Great what’d I do?’, thought Little Sally.
“Get in here, now!”
If Little Sally were older, she probably would have cussed. But she is not, so she just bit her lip and headed to the bathroom, pretty sure what the commotion was about.
“What is that?” Mother is wrapped in a terry cloth towel pointing at the drain of the bathtub.
“Oh it’s just a spider. Don’t worry it’s not a real one.”
“Oh, you know it’s not real? It looks real and scared the bejesus out of me.”
“Maybe it’s Bobby done it.”
“Bobby’s at camp.”

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OLWG #128

This week’s prompts are:

  1. beach city camp meeting
  2. dog me down
  3. a spider in the tub

Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes to write a story, have fun.

I added my story to Friday Flash Fiction

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Little Sally Does The Dishes

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“I don’t wanna do the dishes, I’m too little!”, huffed Little Sally.
” You are not too little to eat the food I cook, are you?”
“No.”
“Then you are not too little to do the dishes. Time you did some chores, young lady. Besides you can stand on a chair.”
Little Sally drags a kitchen chair across the linoleum to the sink.
“I’ll get all wet. Probably get water all over the floor. Maybe break some dishes.”
“No you won’t if you know what’s good for you, Sally.”
Water runs, soap bubbles, Mother watches.
“Hey, this is kind of fun.”

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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields … go see this week’s FF Challenge. This is the 100 words I got from Ronda Del Boccio’s photo prompt, it looks like my sink, except mine is full of dishes. I wonder how Little Sally did?

More Friday Fictioneers stories here…

 

Crash Bang Boing

 

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Little Sally was standing on a high stool with a pair of long kitchen tongs trying to get down one of the frying pans that Father had suspended from the ceiling on a hook over a fishing line.

Crash bang boing… skillet bouncing across the tile floor Little Sally quickly jumping down and scurrying after it hoping no one had heard the calamitous noise Grandmother said something like ‘waking the dead’ once and it had stuck in Little Sally’s mind and that’s all she could think of as Mother was napping in the adjoining room.

“Sally!  What are you doing?!?!”

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Little Sally returns to FridayFictioneers… the frog leads you to more stories based on J Hardy Carroll’s photo prompt…

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“OMG”. Little Sally had been saying that a lot lately. She had heard someone on tv say ‘oh my God’, and when she said it, Mother told her not to take the Lord’s name in vain, “He is a gift”, if she heard it again she would get a spanking. Little Sally didn’t get it, didn’t know what ‘vain’ meant, definitely didn’t want a spanking. She asked Grandma, who said Mother thumped the Bible a bit much. Older Sister said, “Just say OMG”, so that’s what she was doing, not taking anything in vain. Mother just rolled her eyes.

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Charli Mills latest… September 12, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes the greatest gift. Answer it as if it were a question, or show what it could be. Go where the prompt leads you!

That 99 words always throws me off, I write 100 and realize it’s 99 and have to take 1 out. Here’s my story this week for the Literary Community.

Little Sally Bakes a Cake

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Little Sally said to Mother the other day, “Mother, I want to make a birthday cake.”
Mother said, “Sally, you don’t know how to bake yet.”
“I know,” Little Sally said, “I meant I want you to bake a cake, because I want to put the frosting on it, and I know how to do that.”
“Are you sure, Sally, I don’t think you’ve ever iced a cake before.”
“Well how hard can that be? I watched that nice lady at the bakery do it, I want to make one for her.”
“Do you know how to spell her name?”

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Today I am a Wednesday Fictioneer and will deviate from the posted prompt, because today is a special day. I want everyone to look at the photo above, because that is exactly how Rochelle would eat her birthday cake, I’m sure of it. (I don’t have a photo of Rochelle, so I borrowed Paulette Goddard eating cake in the Charlie Chaplin movie Modern Times, 1936)

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Click that Frog to see this week’s Friday Fictioneers stories!

 

Bits-and-Pieces

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“Bits-and-Pieces!” Little Sally was perplexed, Granny always said ‘bits-an-pieces’ when she was bothered and it made her feel close to her grandmother by saying ‘bits-an-pieces’. It was her new thing. What had Little Sally in such a dither was that her new bow would not stay in her hair, she needed her bow. She would be playing and all of a sudden it would be in her face flopping around. It was pretty, pink with yellow spots, Sally’s favorite colors. She liked pink and yellow for everything, except chickenpox. Her brother had had chickenpox and he did not look good pink and yellow. Little Sally had been bundled off to Granny’s soon as that happened, but she remembered how icky he looked and hoped she would never be chickenpoxed.

As Sally was sticking her bow back on her head she got creamy filling from the Twinkie she was eating all over and now it was in her hair. “Bits-an-pieces!” Mother did not like Little Sally eating anything fun. She was fond of saying, you are what you eat. Sally didn’t quite know what that meant, but knew she would rather be sweet than something like artichoke, broccoli or, God forbid, liver and onions.

Mother looked at Little Sally a little more suspiciously than Sally would have liked, but didn’t say anything as Sally traipsed through the kitchen on her way to the backyard to play. Mother’s raised eyebrow was enough. At least the bow was now firmly stuck in place.

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Sunday Writing Prompt “5 by 5”

Include the answers to these questions in a story or poem
1. An item you just can’t live without
2. Your favorite snack
3. A bit of wisdom for the youths of today
4. A coincidence that unites two people
5. Your favorite word
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Editor’s note: The answers used in this story are Little Sally’s, not the author’s, he would not be caught dead wearing a pink and yellow bow in his hair.
250 words

 

Little Sally’s Science Experiment… Wordle #145

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The separation had been easy for Little Sally, as she watched the two halves of the worm wiggle under her surveillance.

“Wash your hands! I don’t want that feral grunge giving you the chills”, called out Mother. “I mean it, Sally!”

She always though Mother was full of hogwash when it came to science experiments; gurgling with glee watching the wiggling, Little Sally was blissfully unaware of upcoming consequences as she stuck a wedge of Stilton cheese into her mouth. For Mother was heading towards her to enforce the hand washing policy with the business end of a wooden spoon.

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie… This week Yves has challenged us to write a story using these words:

1. Separation
2. Wiggle
3. Wash
4. Surveillance
5. Grudge
6. Feral
7. Chills
8. Wedge
9. Gurgling
10. Upcoming
11. Hogwash
12. Enforce

(image of earthworm by BIOLOGY JUNCTION)

 

Little Sally’s Mishap…Wordle #144

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She was in a capricious mood while eating her Cap’n Crunch when the catastrophe occurred, making her feel lower than dirt and wanting to shrink into the woodwork. She had been banging her spoon on the bowl, and told to stop with fulgurant eyes from Mother’s rigid face she didn’t. Then, with a mighty blow causing her bowl to flip, her capacity for annoyance had reached a new level.

Mother made Little Sally wash down the table and all of the fiberglass seats before going out to play.

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie… This week Yves has challenged us to write a story using these words:

1. Catastrophe
2. Dirt
3. Lower
4. Shrink
5. Crunch
6. Rigid
7. Flip
8. Blow
9. Capacity
10. Fiberglass
11. Capricious
12. Fulgurant- flashing like lightning

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