Friday Fictioneers: Invasion

 

 

 

 

Invasion

 

Year 2035

 

Last month the aliens landed. It was quite the episode. Doors were boarded up. Food was almost sold out in the shop in anticipation of the invasion. Some tape is still up from the situation. We have been warned they may try again.

You hear so many stories about their weird-looking faces and their strange suits. Rumours are abound that they wear even stranger clothing down on their planet.

They used to send these robotic things. Citizens? Now there’s a new type coming …

It’s quite hard living on Mars with all these strange creatures coming from Earth.

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Different

PHOTO PROMPT © Priya Bajpal

 

 

 

Different

 

Before Emma married Jack, he had been sweet. The perfect gentleman. Type you take home to Mama.

 

Then a switch seemed to occur in his brain …

 

He had been mentally and physically abusing her for just over two years. Today she needed to get out. His obsession with strange, inaccurate representation of bi women in porn and mainstream media and his violent tendencies had killed a love that could have been good.

 

She picked up all the inspirational notes that kept her going for two years. Felt her stomach.

 

My sweet baby, from now on things will be different.

 

The inspiration for this story came from reading about how bi women are more vulnerable when it comes to domestic abuse than other women and people of other genders and sexualities. I’m not bisexual but I am pansexual and I think this applies to any woman whose sexuality falls somewhere in the middle or who doesn’t label their sexuality but who can have feelings for more than one gender. So I found it very sad and actually could make me a bit nervous if I let it. Please do try to remember that we all are human with feelings who want to be loved, not hurt. I don’t think most people are cruel like this but unfortunately there is a lot out there. So I wanted to write this story to highlight something I found very unsettling and in a slight way give a voice to those afraid to say something of the horrific abuse they’ve received out of the fear of the reaction or for anyone in general who has faced this pain and who is scared to speak out for whatever reason. 

 

http://www.divamag.co.uk/Diva-Magazine/News/Are-bisexual-women-more-likely-to-experience-domestic-abuse/

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Life Goes On For Some

 

 

I apologise because this is a bit dark for the new year. But this is from a novel I will be writing sometime in the future and when I seen the image it was what came to mind. But all that aside I hope you all find it an interesting read and I wish you and all your loved ones a happy and a safe New Year. 

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

 

 

Life Goes On For Some

 

The creature knew nothing.

 

Of the horror of the death in front of him. A row over drugs. Not planned. Did that matter? A life gone anyway.

The party boy kills the drug dealer who won’t give him more drugs. But was it ok that he was a drug dealer that died? Brother crying because he seen past that.

Sure they put the killer in. He was all charisma and charm. Aren’t most psychopaths? Debunking the theory of the lonely guy in the basement. Debunking is fruitless when a person is dead.

But sure they let him out. Not surprising.

 

 

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Friday Fictioneers: New Year, New Boots

 

 

 

 

New Year, New Boots   

 

Those boots were a symbol. The new year dawning. Another year, another opportunity to stand on your own two feet, to put yourself in other peoples’ shoes, to walk the path of life in your own individual way.

Another year to make new memories and footprints, to make long strides, short strides and those inbetween. To make steps towards a future and more steps away from the past.

To keep going but to stop and absorb. To be content in your shoes and live life as your best self. These boots were made for walking and that’s just what they’ll do …

 

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Friday Fictioneers: All This Social Media Nonsense

 

 

 

 

All This Social Media Nonsense

 

‘All this Facebook, Twitter and what have you? Last year I got three business deals through in the time my niece spent on Social Media. All this buying clothes and tapping away on that machine. Today some tough love is in order Jack. She needs to learn how to be out in the real world with real people.’, I said to my brother.

He smiled, sipped his tea.

‘Zara has an online fashion business that’s doing very well Andrew.’, Jack smiled.

I sip my tea. He and I know my business is crumbling but talking big makes me feel better.

 

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Friday Fictioneers: Half-Brothers

 

 

 

 

 

 

Half-Brothers

 

Bryce wasn’t sure what to expect when he arrived at the train tracks in Michigan. He just had a nice meal with his estranged father and his new family. No one addressed the elephant in the room. The twenty-five plus years. His skateboarding half-brother made his feelings clear by not attending and coming here instead.

‘Chas, hey …’

‘You’re the son my Dad didn’t want.’

Chas continued skateboarding.

‘I’m not here to cause trouble or take your Dad away from you.’

‘Why are you here?’

‘Because I need to know where I came from.’

‘California, dude, so go home, yeah?’

 

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Friday Fictioneers: The Barn

 

 

The Barn

 

‘Which one of these could we use to burn the body?’, Anna fretted.

‘They all seem empty.’, Rick replied in a panic.

Police sirens could be heard in the distance. Their mother lay dead in the barn after they had killed her…

 

Respected woman of the community who had stood by as her now deceased husband had molested his children. Now both 25, the twins had finally got rid of them both. Daddy last year, Mammy this year.

‘This one’s full. Light the match.’, Rick said and he and Anna fled to a better future as the blaze went up.

 

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