Friday Fictioneers – Last Run of the Day

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

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PHOTO PROMPT © DALE ROGERSON

Last Run of the Day

It’s dark. The streetlights are on. My friends have all gone home for tea, but I can’t resist the lure of the snow. One last run on the sled.

The air smells cold. A car slithers down the road below. I dive onto the sled. The track is icy. This is my fastest yet!

I jam my leg into the snow, to pull the sled round and stop it.

Nothing happens. I can’t get traction, and I’m racing towards the road.

Time to bail out, arms and legs akimbo.

Safe in a gorse bush, I hear a crash from below…

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38 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Last Run of the Day

    • Dear Plaridel
      Thank you for reading and commenting. You’re right, I’m sure, that it was exhilarating and fun. I’m not sure the sledder was upset by the crash; it was just one of those things that happen…
      With best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Fatima
      Thank you for reading and for your perceptive comment. I think you’ve read the sledder’s mind. As Brer Rabbit said, “Lie low and say nuffin’!”
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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  1. Sad that childhood adventuring sometimes leads to such horrors – kids just can’t see the consequences of their actions, can they? We envisaged – love your decriptions of the cold, the feel of that rush down the hill is so real!

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    • Dear Lynn
      Thank you for reading and commenting so kindly. As children, we need the space to make mistakes, even those with potentially disastrous consequences. And nothing beats the adrenalin rush of sliding fast on snow! My protagonist was seriously scraped and scratched by the gorse bush, but did she care? Not a bit! I have a slight worry for the driver, but I doubt whether he was injured.
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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      • That’s very true, judging risk is part of growing up. If we don’t experience it we’ll all make very dangerous adults! Always a pleasure to read your writing Penny

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  2. Penny, I’m so relieved your MC wasn’t hurt! Just read Cathryn’s tragic story of a child being killed by his own dad’s car, and I seriously didn’t want a replay! As usual, your descriptions are spot on. I hope no one in the car was hurt by the runaway sled!

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    • Dear Linda
      Thank you for reading and commenting. It’s very kind of you so say my descriptions are spot on. I remember sledding as a youngster very clearly, so I was more or less writing from life. No-one was hurt by the runaway sled, although the sled was broken into two pieces!
      I thought Cathryn’s story was very good for someone just starting writing; one to watch, I think!
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Dale
      Thank you for reading and commenting. You know, I’m not surprised to hear I described your childhood – I bet you were wonderfully wild and adventurous, living life to the full!
      With very best wishes
      Penny
      xoxo

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      • Well… here in the Montreal area (south shore) we had lots of places to go sliding and skating and whatnot. Was not big on sitting in front of the tv except on Saturday mornings! xoxo

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