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FTP 7 Contemplative

March 2, 2013 by

The cold of the floor seeped through her thin dress as she lay prostrate and contemplative before the altar on her last day of freedom. Tomorrow her family would watch as the sisters sheared  and covered her head with the white and blue veil. They would hear as she spoke her vows, marrying God and joining the cloistered Sisters of Mercy.

The bells thundered, it was time, she along with the aging Sisters she would be joining filed into the church where the priest waited to take her vows. She knelt before him, her head uncovered for the first time since she was fifteen, as Mother Superior gathered up her hair. Suddenly the young novitiate leapt to her feet, “NO, no I won’t, I can’t”.

She ran, out of the church and past her watching family, stopping only when she could no longer hear their angry calls.

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This week’s word is Contemplative. The word limit is 150 words. This one comes in at 147.

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FTP 6 Happiness

February 20, 2013 by

She saw them again today, their faces bright with joy. She watched as they ran from swing, to slide, to jungle-jim and back screaming their delight as their mother placidly looked on. She watched them as they played with others, running across green grass and sand boxes in equal paces.

They didn’t notice she was watching them. She watched from outside the circle of mothers and fathers who brought their children to the park. She was invisible to them, her children but hers no longer. Did they know they had a different mother once? Did they know, she had screamed damnation as they ripped them from her arms?

She scratched the scars on her arms, her nod just right as she watched their play from the edges. Yes, this is just right now. Her happiness complete, her home on this bench perfect where she can watch her not children grow.

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This week’s word is Happiness. The word limit for January is 150 words. This one comes in precisely at 150.

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FTP 5 Lonely

February 8, 2013 by

She lay on her side in the semi-dark room; barely breathing; right leg dangling off the edge of the bed as if she might make a break for it at any moment. The television a dull white noise, as if hummingbirds were endlessly whirling their wings.

Trapped beneath the heavy arm he wrapped around her, she clings to fifteen inches of the king sized bed she shares with her husband of decades. His breath whistles slightly, warming her neck; his body conforms to hers, as it has every night since the first. Tonight, just as every night she will be sleepless as he dreams; of what she wonders, not her.

Tomorrow he will hug her and smile as he leaves for work. She is lonely after all these years, possessiveness doesn’t equal love, she learned. Someday her right foot will hit the ground and she will run like the wind.

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Flash in the Pan is brought to you by the amazing Red of M3 fame. This week’s word is Lonely. The word limit for January is 150 words. This one comes in precisely at 150.

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FTP 4 Ecstatic

January 30, 2013 by

Hips raised, swaying to a rhythm only she hears, she taps a beat on a floor polished by countless women before her. Fingers soundlessly smooth worn castanets. Her breath catches with the first strum of the guitar.

The light shines softly on the player as he fingers the melody. She picks it up with her heel and her quick fingers. The light moves, her head thrown back she is transported, ecstatic for the dance.

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This week’s word is Ecstatic. The word limit for January is 75 words. This one comes in precisely at 74.

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FTP 3 Frightened

January 23, 2013 by

The glow of the mirror created a halo effect. Hair mussed, shades lighter than both brows and lashes, creating a strange dichotomy. She glares at her reflection carefully searching, starting at her widows peak just beginning to show her dark roots.

“I need an appointment, today!”

“I said TODAY, Dammit!”

Relieved, she presses End. Frightened by the view, she has made another appointment for more Botox injections to fill the evidence of age, at 35.

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This week’s word is Frightened. The word limit for January is 75 words. This one comes in precisely at 75.

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FTP 2 Paranoid

January 14, 2013 by

The breeze floated through windows, lifting gauze curtains. Waves crashed in the night against rocks and sand on the not so distant beach; gull cries mixed with other sounds creating the cacophony of nighttime she drifted to sleep.

Softly, hands smoothed across her skin softly. Half way between dreaming and wakefulness, she drifts. Silence, she awakens fully and alone, again alone but touched by hands not her own. She is not paranoid someone is here.

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Flash in the Pan is brought to you by the amazing Red of M3 fame

This week’s word is Paranoid. The word limit for January is 75 words. This one comes in at 75.

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