The stranger!

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photo by Marc-Olivier Jodoin via Unsplash

In response to Sonya’s 3 line tale week 123.

Feeling frustrated and stifled, Aman finally managed to escape the sanatorium.

With nowhere to go, he just walked where his feet decided to take him. He stopped at the puddle of water on the road, to see a stranger looking back at him.

The accident had robbed him of his memory, identity and life!

The broken arm!

In response to the daily prompt : Broken

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That sunny noon

I heard myself croon

Cycling along the path

after a long bath

Friends and I fret

arguing over a bet

Agreeing to treat

the one who beats

To some ice cream

by the stream

Thus began the race

I tried to keep pace

The road had a bend

as I began to descend

Not wanting to lose out

I furiously pedalled about

Crash! bang! echoed the sound

as I landed on the mound!

Bruised legs, a broken arm

sending all into an alarm

All for some ice cream

by the stream!! 😦

The last journey!

In response to Kat’s twittering tale # 81, to write a tale within 280 characters or less on the given picture prompt.

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Nick planned to surprise his old mother whom he hadn’t met for a few years now , as work had kept him busy. He planned to cook his mother, her favorite meal and catch up on all that he had missed.

The deafening sound pierced his thoughts and then there was only darkness.

Lc: 272