Five Sentence Fiction: Falling

Lillie McFerrin Writes

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FALLING 

The ball and chain, heavy and small.
The crash between each wave hurt like a ton of bricks, it never gave me a chance to pray.
I sank down slowly, still struggling to break fee from the chains across my body pulling me down into the waters.
The water pressure increasing the will to hold in any breath I took before my fall, I could feel my cheeks turn red and lips groan as they start to twitch to open.
I continued to go down until I heard a faint rumble below me and the sand floor turn into a thick dust that floated and swirl around my body; I thought as my body hit the ground that this would be my final resting place and nobody would care about my un-timing death or how I ever got in this position in the first place, as I closed my eyes I begin to hear my heartbeat and it cradled me into a deep sleep.

Five Sentence Fiction: Fearless

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FEARLESS

The cold air hit her sweaty back as she fell onto her back on the bed, still trying to catch her breath she looked at the wonderful man who gave her so much happiness and awakening pleasure.

They laid on the wrinkled sheets and blankets looking for excuses not to continue, there was no alarm on her phone waiting to get her up for work and the dog was already outside unaware of his owner’s little escape.

The man had barely slept he couldn’t stop watching his lover sleep half covered by her clothes and the blanket, her skin glistened in the light sunlight that hovered over the curtains, she slept there innocently until he went to touch her skin.

She slowly gained conscious of her surroundings and felt his touch of his fingertips on her ankles going in circles, she didn’t move from her position until she started to give her sweet kisses on her legs and outer thighs, this man was able to make her feel beautiful and more alive while they were together.

Once she knew what his intentions where she grew some strength and flipped around to make his nice and slow kisses move forward towards her upper body, the sensation was unbearable to her tender skin that she was wanting him to stop, but he was too fearless of a man to not stop just before he get to their favorite spots.

Five Sentence Fiction: Pages

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: PAGES

That last step, hearing the creaking of the wood stopping as her foot lifted up and down onto the stone stairs, that were only silent as she continued to walk across them.

She had her suitcase in one hand and her backpack on her back, both heavy and full to the top.

She was looking for that new start and she knew she’d never find it there, where she had created her standards and made mistakes, she needed to move on.

The past was gone, the present was leading her onto the longing future she only saw in her dreams at night.

As she threw her suitcase and backpack inside her itty bitty car, she slammed the door and walked around to the driver’s seat; as she climbed in, she took a deep breath and turned the engine,  she ignored her feelings to look at that stained house and decided to turn a new leaf.

Five Sentence Fiction: Lucky

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

The week: LUCKY

The sun soars from the east to the west, the birds sing in the early morning til sundown, the morning dew absorbs in from the ground and travels a long way to the trees to make it bloom again.

Temperatures rise from the winter cold, people are finding their favorite flip-flops and sandals, and kids are counting down for spring break and summer vacation.

Clouds come and go, but it will never stay for there some peace in mind for those who give themselves some hope and feel the bad times were heaven-sent to them to show them to the right path.

So think to yourself as you feel your heart beating strong, someone is hearing theirs go softly and their breath keeps growing shallow, as you can take a few deep breaths in and out.

You should consider yourself lucky for everything around you, the people who you surround yourself with, and the nature that continues to grow as the seasons end and begin again.

Five Sentence Fiction: Furious

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FURIOUS

She had nothing to do with the situation that was in front of her, but that didn’t mean it didn’t affect her just as much as it affected everybody else, she found solace in her mind and thought about the actions she would express if nothing could be incriminating.

She thought of her emotions and wedged a war between what was right and what needed to happen, she wanted to get the revenge  on that other person didn’t want, but she couldn’t take the lies of denying soul who just wanted to be free; if you wanted to break free, you need to push back and demand your freedom.

The kindred soul that lived inside her body failed to keep up with raging dreams of fire and pain, her body cried out as the devil had found himself a way into her life again, and wanted to join in on her schemes to break hold of this monster that caused so much horror in not just her life, but others as well.

The truth was slowly coming out and as everything came down for the monster, the truth didn’t seem to phase that person at all, the thoughts of red still flashed in her eyes.

Nothing was about her, but it sure as hell wasn’t going to end at her.