Any other writers on steemit?
Even if you are not a writer you are welcome to join the drabble contest. What is a drabble you ask? It is a story that is 100 words. For this contest I want you to write a drabble in the comments. For other contests I will give a theme or a scenario but for this one it is all you. I will not be strict with the word count at long as it is 90-110 words. And bonus points if you add a picture to match the story (it does not have to be yours, it can be one from pixabay or another commercial free photo site)
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Lets get our writing skills on.
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The hot wind gently shook the flowers. The weather had been dry and exceptionally warm for the past week. We saw a lone bee buzzing around one sunflower.
This was a surprise because we knew that bees and other pollinators were experiencing a major die off. A die-off that was so serious, people
Shortages were already being noticed in stores, blueberries, almonds, and many other normal food items had risen in price and in danger of becoming luxury items.
This lone bee on a single flower sparked hope. More would come.
WINNER!
Thank you!
Original artwork by @crypt-skip
How did things go this wrong? I imagined my leisure time after I retired to be filled with visits from my grandchildren. I didn't expect my time to be dedicated to visiting their father in prison. Ryan played basketball starting with YMCA league and through all 4 years of college. He majored in criminal justice. What an irony. He joined the military and deployed to Iraq because his younger brother had joined and gotten deployed. He came home safe and sound and started a family. What happened? A severe 3rd degree burn, leading to an addiction to pain killers. The opioid crisis is real.
WINNER
It really is an unfortunate situation.
Yes it is, and unfortunately, this is a true story. I wish it was fiction. Those last few months before he hit bottom were like watching a train wreck and being unable to stop it. And now that he's been incarcerated for about 6 months he's, of course, fully back to the man I know and I love. Facing the realization of what has happened to his life and missing his 4 year old daughter and 6 year old son. I can only hope and pray that he remembers these lessons and wants to be the man he was before the drugs. I'm sorry if this wasn't the kind of story you were expecting. I'll do fiction next time!
Title: Enjoy Your life
There was a bird that he was very tall, he would have been tickling around here. Sometimes this twig never sticks on that twig. But that bird was a habit that he used to accompany him with good or bad stones in a bundle and often took the stones out of the bundle and saw the good stones Looking back, He was happy to remember the good times in the past. It would be sad to see bad stones and do it every day. By collecting daily stones his bottle was becoming increasingly heavy day by day. After a few days, it began to trouble with flying bogies. But he could not understand why he could not rise.
Some time passed, and it was becoming heavy. Now it was also difficult to walk on the ground.
And one day it came that he could not arrange food for himself and died under the burden of his own stones.
Moral Of the Story -
Friends are with us when we keep the bottle of old bottles with us. Instead of enjoying the present, they are thinking of the past.
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The o’driscolls were the leaders an Irish immigrant gang who came to America in search of fortune! They moved from town to town robbing banks and all the while making a fortune!
Having so much money was impossible to travel with so they decided to store it underground in various parts of the country side and some spots were never recovered
100 years later while digging up the garden to install a pool a young couple came across one of the hidden loot and told no one! They lived comfortably and happily ever after
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And bought crypto with it.
LOL during the dip
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lol exactly
The shadow was dark and mischievous, she never left Anna alone, she did not break away from her even if she begged her. That shadow was really a mess, Anna loved the solitude and yet her shadow always followed her, she tried to unstitch it, to detach it but she could not get her away from her. Sometimes she try to hit shadow, she beat the fists against that intrusive shadow,
One day Anna decided to end it and to kill her shadow,she closed in the dark and said goodbye to the light, she no longer saw her shadow.
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They say doctors are proud and arrogant but nobody wanna know what they had to pass through to become one. As a medical students the nurses and doctors abuse and tell you how useless you gonna be if u don't read more. We go to hospital by 8am to come back by 3pm only to go back to hospital for calls by 4pm till the next morning and the circle continues. During the calls we battle with a lot of things, the doctors, the mosquitos especially and sleep. Some of us sleep in a patients bed while some sleep sitting. What time do we have to read more.....
It really is a noble job.
It was on that faithful day, the very day which has been on the lips of everyone around her since 26th of July exactly 4months now when her engagement to prince Michael took place. Having been woken up by the loud sound of music coupled with noise of preparation just to realize that it was still very early in the morning.
Being carried away by the thought of sacrificing herself for her families freedom, she began to wonder how it got this far. Looking through the window she can tell how happy everyone looks.
How she wished they knew the truth, how she wished they knew she has to do this or someone she love dies.
So enjoyably amazed @whatageek for being a champ! Much obliged for bearing me the chance, to share my "drabble":)
I don’t know what’s more curious to watch, a steely feminist shaking the loose lint off her partner’s collar, or a velvety mimosa which is breathing the co-dependence of her other half and also paying the bill.
Two tables away from me, in a depressing food court where the American donuts are wrapped in pink, blue and vernal shades, and the lemon tarp is abusively crammed into disposable plates, both of the phenomena happen instantly, daringly avoiding each other . Hundreds of smaller bubbles are born from their lack of touch, generating social phenomena, models and phobias, avant-garde, emotional deficiencies, standards or multi-sophism.
Original artwork by @sandrabazavan
Tittle : hypocrisy
I had a conversation with a friend somedays ago about hypocrisy, actually he was worried he is one.
Who is really an hypocrite?
I don't have an answer to that apart from its normal definition
My friend is battling with something and saw someone battling same thing and advice the person against such not because he thinks he is perfect but because he knows it's wrong and he is working on it but he is still struggling but the other guy called him an hypocrite.
What makes a person an hypocrite to you?
There was a small gathering long ago, men that gathered regularly, but not in public, as they did not wish to promulgate their strategy to others.
These men were pleased with the work their ancestors had accomplished in terms of controlling the minds of men, but the consensus of those who gathered, determined that a new strategy must be devised.
A strategy where the people who occupied the earth would forget their own talents and abilities. That they would learn to rely on methods provided to them by a highly organized and secretive group that would control the governing of all nations.
yo soy camelia una común por así decirlo pero escondo un secreto que no quiero que nadie sepa.
el derek un chico que piensa que con dinero compra la felicidad
Narrador omnisciente
pero algo ocurre que el chico mas guapo del instituto lo descubre que
hará ella le cerrara la boca con sus caprichos de niño rico o le dará una leccion de vida o "amor"
estoy saliendo de la agencia de modelo hoy me toco hacer una seccion de fotografía muy agotadora no me dio tiempo de cambiarme y tengo el disfraz que uso para esconder la verdadera identidad, lo hago
para pagar mi universidad es el trabajo que vi mas fácil que busque y escondo mi identidad porque no me gusta ser el centro de atencion. pero eso cambio cuando un dia despues de salir de esa dichosa seccion en medio de la calle me empiezo a quitar la peluca y me tropiezo con derek (no tragame tierra) porque de tantas personas tenia que ser el. justamente cuando me la estaba quitando.
no me lo creo camelia(la invisible) es freya, el mundo se acaba o que la top model mas bella es nada mas que menos que ella, porque esconde su identidad esto va ser interesante.
to be continued.....
(espero que le guste la pedasito de la historia)
yeah, i did some that were 69 words, i think that was another kinda pop mega short format
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“Mother, why do boys pee standing up and girls pee sitting down?” Princess Dana asked, scrunching her eyebrows.
Queen Ann forced a smile. Her daughter was blooming into a woman. “It’s tradition. It’s the way God made it. Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” Dana said, opening the bathroom door. “Oh mom, look. I’ve learned how to pee standing up.”
Dana lifted her dress. Ann gulped in horror as a stream of urine left the tip of Dana’s penis, hitting the water in the bowl, knowing it would be a matter of time before Dana discovered her identity and the rare disease she was born with.
It lurks. It lurks in the true sense of the word. Its grey fur doesn’t glisten but its eyes gleam. Watching, strategizing.
It arrived at my home without invitation, four years ago, announced only by the sound of cat food falling into a steel bowl. It refuses attention, no matter what sincere attempt anyone pursues. It gives a false sense of compassion by brushing against your leg, only to deceive those who dare to pet it.
One night, no different from any other, it brushed against my unexpecting leg. That’s when it happened. The warm sensation running down my jeans. It finally made its move. The cat ruined my shoes.
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