Thank you #FridayFictioneers and Rochelle for alowing me to take part. In 100 words write a story or poem, using the picture as the prompt. Picture on loan is by Dale Rogerson. Press here to join in
When shoes crunch on gravel, I feel my hair stiffen on both arms and neck. If Andre’a sings the prayer, bile fills my throat, just as a certain accent will leave me a trembling mess. A sip of whiskey, stale booze on someone’s breath and I gag.
Ten years ago I was rescued. Now all is good in my world. Until a sound, smell or a taste; reminds me. I was fifteen, so close to normality across the roofs of normal homes. Will I ever be rid of the stench of him, or be able to listen to ‘The Prayer’
A hint of what occurred is sometimes enough to bring every sense into play. Did I get them all? Leave me a comment Let me know what you thought. š
Wonderfully done. You used those senses to great effect.
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Nice of you to come and read it Thank you.
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Well done, Ellen. Great use of the senses. They can be so poweful.
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Thanks Russell, I wasn’t sure if it would work with such a short piece. š
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Really good descriptions of the senses.
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It was a good exercise trying to fit them in such a small format. I appreciate you reading it.
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Wonderfully done. Great detail in this piece.
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I read this twice. It just brought me in and punched me in the gut. Scents and sounds – are there two more powerful senses to bring us right back into something or somewhere or even someone?
Wonderfully done, Ellen.
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A lovely comment to get … thanks Dale.
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Fractures on the psyche. Excellent write.
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Thank you for saying so. š
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In 99 words inspired by a picture of seemingly sunny suburban serenity, youāve made my skin crawl with a hint of the bruising darkness beneath surface. Masterful writingāweāve come to expect that, of course, but you never disappoint.
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Oh George that is a wonderful compliment. Thank you.
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Yes, you got them all. Sight, smell, taste, hearing, touch. Well done.
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Thank you for coming š
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In tune with this Ellen. Sensory reminders of a dark or haunting moment are very powerful reality checks. One cab either sink into them or step away knowing that time is gone. Dealing with trauma moments is not so easy in reality though. Words and speeches or quotes are just words. Yes they indicate the way, but nurture requires support and self validation.
Hmm, I may be talking to me here!! Or, in tune with other blogs Iām reading today, finding #SoapBoxSaturday ramblesā¦ not sure if that exists yet, but it could be a huge weekend tag lol
Very well written x
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I would stand on your soap box! Thank you for joining me.
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Lol, Iāve pondered that box all morning reading various posts where rambling is a must! Have to apologise too, Iāve been out of the blogging circus for rather a while of late. Ever since BUYB ceased in fact. My bad!
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Muuhh! Too much of a good thing may become a chore. The loyal likers stay regardless.
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Lol, very true! Thing is I like engaging too. Getting to know the person behind the blog and such like. Iāve neglected a fair few recently. š³
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For shame on you… šš¤£
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I know…grim times indeed. One must try harder and annoy folk more often š
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Gary it will probably evolve … naturally x *chortle* have a good day.
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Dear Ellen,
Olfactory triggers are the strongest when it comes to trauma. I understand her reactions. Youāve captured this well. Pity such a beautiful song is also a trigger for her. Well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Trying to show how even the beautiful things can awaken horrors. He has the best voice has Andre’a .
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Great use of sensory details there. It put me right inside her head
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*claps hands* i love the folks at the Friday fictioneers.
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Intense and subtle. Lovely word picture of psychic scars.
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I love your comment, thank you for reading.
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This is so powerful, every word conveys feeling with great intensity. Very well-written!
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A nice comment is always uplifting, thank you..
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You are welcome.
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Who knew that music could bring on sensory processing disorder? ši thought perhaps your character might have autism, but I suppose certain music can make us all the fragile victims of our senses. Nice portrayal.
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Ahh! Thank you for coming to read and who’s to say she doesn’t … the good thing about story is they can be whatever your imagination wants them to be. š
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