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</figcaption></figure><h1 id="d468">Writing Prompt — Uninvited Message</h1><p id="1dd3"><i>Dear John,

I know you are watching me from heaven for I feel your presence. War destroyed our dreams. Life was not easy without you. I can’t express how lonely I felt these three-years. Not anymore. Found my guardian-angel. Never thought I would fall in love again.</i></p><p id="c876">Tears streaming, Anna closes her diary.</p><p id="9356">***</p><p id="caf2">All heads turn as Anna walks down the aisle adorned in beautiful bridal dress.</p><p id="510e">While she extends her hands to Charles to hold them forever, a messenger rushes in and hands over the telegram.</p><p id="3ca7">ALIVE ON MY WAY WE WILL LIVE HAPPILY TOGETHER YOUR JOHN</p><figure id="e740"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*RrSQLLfn3V2_t6zN"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@grimmwwald?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Syarafina Yusof</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><h1 id="0ec9">Writing Prompt — Ghost who wears a white sheet</h1><p id="70b3">I am here at the cemetery to fulfill the wish of my life to see the ghost in it’s typical form, <i>the one draped in white-sheet</i>.</p><p id="8db8">As I walk to the far end, I turn right, left and around to catch any sudden movement. I bet, the

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graveyard at dark is the eeriest place ever.</p><p id="602f">I rest on a grave after a long spooky walk.</p><p id="9f9a">As the moonlight cast its ghoulish glow on its glassy marble headstone, the letters become clear —</p><p id="262d"><i>James Smith 13.10.1973–31.10.1990</i></p><p id="a329">What the hell? I am James Smith born at that exact date. Today is 31.10.1990 Halloween…</p><p id="24a2"><b>©Chirag@2020 All rights reserved.</b></p><p id="0210"><i>These are 100-word micro-fiction that I wrote for different prompts given by TDD group headed by <a href="undefined">Davi Mai</a> at Scribophile.com.</i></p><p id="605b">Any writer is welcome to write for these prompts. Can be a writing sprint.</p><p id="5399">You may also like these 50-word Micro fiction —</p><div id="2222" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/a-collection-of-50-word-micro-fiction-poetry-stories-a6b05fa18a30"> <div> <div> <h2>A Collection Of 50-Word — Micro Fiction Poetry\Stories</h2> <div><h3>Love, Pain and Humor…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*IsIkuS8z7D2965YFy2FC9w.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Three 100-Word-Story For Three Different Writing Prompts

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Writing Prompt — SEA

The sea is now calm and tranquil.

Its soft, undulating waves gently crawl under Anna’s feet tickling their nerve endings yet they remain firm.

Anna has seen the dark face of that sea. It sent its savage Tsunami waves to carry away her mom, dad and her little Ben leaving her behind to live alone in the land.

Salty tears drip down her chin and mix with the salt water of the ocean, ready to flow around the world with hope to meet her beloved ones. She believes her family is living deep in the dark world of the sea.

Writing Prompt — Uninvited Message

Dear John, I know you are watching me from heaven for I feel your presence. War destroyed our dreams. Life was not easy without you. I can’t express how lonely I felt these three-years. Not anymore. Found my guardian-angel. Never thought I would fall in love again.

Tears streaming, Anna closes her diary.

***

All heads turn as Anna walks down the aisle adorned in beautiful bridal dress.

While she extends her hands to Charles to hold them forever, a messenger rushes in and hands over the telegram.

ALIVE ON MY WAY WE WILL LIVE HAPPILY TOGETHER YOUR JOHN

Writing Prompt — Ghost who wears a white sheet

I am here at the cemetery to fulfill the wish of my life to see the ghost in it’s typical form, the one draped in white-sheet.

As I walk to the far end, I turn right, left and around to catch any sudden movement. I bet, the graveyard at dark is the eeriest place ever.

I rest on a grave after a long spooky walk.

As the moonlight cast its ghoulish glow on its glassy marble headstone, the letters become clear —

James Smith 13.10.1973–31.10.1990

What the hell? I am James Smith born at that exact date. Today is 31.10.1990 Halloween…

These are 100-word micro-fiction that I wrote for different prompts given by TDD group headed by Davi Mai at Scribophile.com.

Any writer is welcome to write for these prompts. Can be a writing sprint.

You may also like these 50-word Micro fiction —

A Collection Of 50-Word — Micro Fiction Poetry\Stories

Love, Pain and Humor…

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