Four girls sat on the merry-go-round playing a clapping game, while a group of boys played football in the field nearby. They were unaware that one had blond curls, another a sandy brown bob, and the last two neatly braided corn rows.
A man awoke from his nap. Across the street children laughed and played.
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Luke froze in mid sentence, stunned by the sound wafting in from the den. Suddenly with life-or-death purpose he dashed away chattering at the top of his lungs, hands moving up and down in an unsteady rhythm. Rounding the corner, he looked, and squealed with joy. The Wiggles were indeed singing “Hot Potato.”
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Mr. Oakley snored in his recliner, feet up, undisturbed by the drone of the football game in the background. A few uneaten cookie crumbs had settled into his sweater. Underneath the knitted wool uncounted calories struggled to work their way through his system.
With a start Mr. Oakley awoke to a grimace and a gurgle.
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All was quiet except for the rush of warm air flowing out of the floorboard registers. Timmy had flipped his covers off revealing Christmas pajamas, a reindeer print with glow-in-the-dark Rudolph noses.
BAM!
Timmy’s heart raced as he listened to the ceiling creak under the weight of something falling on the house.
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The Holidays are in full swing here at 55 Fiction, and our first guest story of the Season comes from Mike Miller. Thanks, Mike! Share your own story here.
Brenda barely breathed while Santa rustled about the living room. That sounded like Santa eating Brenda’s special cookies with the special ingredient. That sounded like the remote […]
Deep breaths… Calm down… Get a hold of yourself…
I could hear the sobs coming from upstairs, and I remembered the frightened eyes as I roared in anger.
I’m horrible.
Slipping upstairs I walked into his room and knelt in front of him.
“I’m sorry.”
He gave me a big hug, and broke my heart.
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As fast as possible, Luke rose to his feet. One wobbly step followed the next, and he chased the ball across the floor.
Finally, he managed to pick it up. Turning around he raised the ball over his head, and with a squeal of delight he tossed it across the room giving chase yet again.
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She stood in the doorway looking over what used to be her dining room. The table was still there, but it was now surrounded like a weak child by the schoolyard bullies: textbooks, supplies, and a brand new computer to order them all around. A new era was dawning for this mother of a kindergardener.
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She stepped through the doorway and into her own time. All seemed normal.
Out on the road, she stopped a man riding by. He pulled his horse short, got off, and quickly lowered his eyes. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Which way to Jamestown?”
“Beg your pardon, ma’am. I’ve not heard of Jamestown. The closest settlement is Anneborough.”
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One by one, they came, slowly and stiffly. Different species in different colors were united in a common purpose. They formed a circle around the food.
Joe tried to move them, six dinosaurs gathered around a slice of bread. But their master would have none of it.
“No, daddy. They’re eating,” said their 2-year-old owner.
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