100 Word Challenge

25/06/18             …it had been raining all morning…

It had been raining all morning and as the afternoon drew on, the sky was still a grouchy shade of grey. At 5 o’clock I put on a raincoat, gumboots then squelched through the mud and climbed over the slippery fence. The stiff lock on the shed door opened after a frustrating struggle and I dashed into the shelter. I mixed two feeds, grabbed four sections of hay and then staggered through the rain. I felt a warm snuffly breath on my hand and a gentle nudge. Two grateful horse faces hung over the fence, looking expectantly at me for food. Maybe going out in the rain isn’t so bad after all.

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18/06

In a war thirsty country a sculpture was commissioned by the country’s leader. It stood six feet high and was of a big black gun to represent their war successes. It was made from melted down guns that had been used in the country’s many fights.
One morning the people of the city in which the statue was situated woke up to find that the long black barrel of the gun had a knot in it. Nobody knew how anybody had performed this. The leader was infuriated by the wreck of his new monument. But everybody became attached to the knotted gun, it became the country's symbol of peace.The people of the country began to see the light, that war maybe wasn’t the answer. They put down their guns or as the people liked to say; they knotted their barrels.

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11/06/18     …however, she couldn’t believe what she had done…

The sun was setting and a red glow smothered the surrounding grey buildings. It almost made the concrete jungle seem magical. The sun quickly disappeared and left was the dark dirty alleyway silhouetted against the blackening sky. A girl could be seen fleeing under the cover of darkness. She sprinted through the quiet city. She was escaping her home that was more her prison. The girl ran for the country. For green grass, fresh air and blue sky. She paused exhilarated, she was free, however, she couldn’t believe what she had done...

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05/06/18         Bridge  Sprinkled  Pink  Daffodil   Huge

You could see the blurred reflection of the Bridge in the languid river. Painted on the Pink bridge was a yellow Daffodil. My best friend waved cheerfully from the bridge, posing for my camera. As I snapped some cool shots the ground suddenly began to shake dramatically. I was thrown off my feet and landed on my face. I could taste blood as it spilled across my cheek and into my mouth. Screaming filled the air. Then as suddenly as it had started the earth became still. I staggered to my feet, dizzy and overwhelmed. Huge shards of painted wood were Sprinkled over the nearby grass and floating in the river. The Bridge had collapsed and my best friend was nowhere to be seen...