Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge #35 A Surprise

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge #35 A Surprise

Jody had been relaxing, reading a book, it was a very wet afternoon so she snuggled up on the settee under the window to have a couple of hours rest before her husband arrived back with their two children, from an afternoon at the mall.

She must have drifted off to sleep as she was dreaming about a little pixie that was floating around the dark forest with a daisy in his hand, it looked as though he was having a great time, when all of a sudden as he rounded the corner there was a bright light shining on the wall, that looked like an apple was sitting on the wall. also, some were on the floor, Jody wondered how that apple sat right up there like that on the wall.

There was a loud noise glancing around the little pixie  had “A Surprise” there was a lady that looked like she was asleep on a settee under the window watching him.

Now being a shy pixie he shuffled back very quickly into the darkness of the forest.

All of a sudden there was a loud bang, it gave Jody such a fright that she fell off the settee she was resting on, only to find that her family had arrived back home, and the wind had caught the door as they came inside and slammed it shut.

Judy’s eldest daughter, Amy looked at her mother on the floor and started laughing, her mother was still half asleep, and the dream, she was having, still high in her mine, she looked at her laughing daughter and asked her why she put the apple up on the wall so the little pixie couldn’t get it.

Amy looked around the room wondering what was going on, there were no apples here, why was her mother talking like that.

Then Jody, releasing what had happen felt a little stupid, that loud noise that had given her such a surprise was in her own home not in the forest, she released she had been dreaming, and started laughing with her family, who would believe her if she told them that she must have fallen asleep and was dreaming about pixies, daisy and apples on a shelf in the forest.

Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge #25 – A Guest Appearance

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge 25 – A Guest Appearance

Mike had been working towards a three week break for nearly a year, planning a break away from all the hustle and bustle of city life, he needed to rest his brain from all the technical figures and the consist stress of making sure he didn’t make a mistake that would affect the future of his trial testing for unusual cancer cells that are very rare, going ahead and making a big name for himself around the world.

The trip that he was planning through the Yosemite National park would take some very special clothing and footwear to last the journey of wear and tear on the rocks.

All year he had been training and trying out footwear to find out which one’s would last the distance without causing too much damage to his feet.

He had been going to the gym and working his body to the level he thought would be needed to sustain the climb he intended to do up those steep ranges.

He was new to this kind of holiday, usually, he went on a group holiday with his friend, but this time he intended to have a holiday by himself.

The big day arrived, he was ready, he had packed everything carefully, making sure his knapsack wasn’t too heavy but still have all he needed to survive, and most important of all was his camera and the gear he need to take photos, which he was going to sell to help finance his project on the cancer project

The first few days everything had been going as he had planned, his mind was more relaxed than it had been for some time, no figures sweeping through his mind, (was it right, no that’s wrong, where did I get those figures from, have I made a mistake)?

Yes, the stress level of his job was telling on his body, that was why he had decided to get away from it all.

He hadn’t seen much life as he had walked along the valleys below the ranges, a few rocks had fallen from a brow along the way, nothing too big lucky for him, birds had spread their wings in flight as he had come upon them unexpectantly, but otherwise, everything was perfect, he had peace of mind at last.

But today, which he will never forget, started off to be the same as all the other days, nothing interesting going on, so he decided to add a bit of excitement to his day.

At a point that he could see in the distance that extended out from the ledge, to push on to a higher point above him to get a better view of some of the excellent scenery of trees and bushes that you always come across when doing a bush walk such as this.

While climbing up the ridge he came upon some very slippery rocks, which wasn’t the first time he had seen this while ascending into the hight’s of the ranges towards the sky.

But this time the ridge was getting very narrow, he was starting to regret taking this track he should have stayed on the main tracks, as he had a feeling that something bad was going to happen, and it did, he lost his footing and went tumbling down the hillside through the bushes, lucky it wasn’t at the steepest point of his climb, and his fall was broken by some bigger trees, luckily he broke no bones in his fall, except being badly bruised, everything plus his knapsack kept on falling down to the bottom of the gully, all he had was his camera which he had round his neck and a flare.

Badly shaken but still able to move he looked up through bushes on the ranges and there in front of his eyes, was a figure a guest appearance unexpectedly sitting on a jutting rock on the steep hillside.

Was it a human or an animal he couldn’t tell from the distance but out came his camera and he snapped the photo hoping it would work after that fall, it did as you can see by the photo below.

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Can you tell if that figure was a human or an animal or was he having a dream that he was waking up from after his fall?

Needless to say with no tramping gear or food he needed to make his way up the cliff to clearance of bush, the best he could do was to let off a flare, which he had on his belt and hoped someone would see it as his body was in no shape to get out of that park, without help, maybe he had better stick to his office work, could be a little less dangerous after all, what was stress?

You can’t escape from it no matter what you do, that’s living life.

A Friend Shows Up

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes.

A Friend Shows Up

For years Jessie had put up with abnormal treatment from her stepfather, she hated being around him, every time he put his hands on her she would turn icing cold and wonder what was going to happen next.

Finally, one day she couldn’t take it anymore, packing a bag away she went, nobody ever thought Jessie would disappear, she was loved by everyone, her mother was beside herself with pain and worry of what had happened to her, it just wasn’t Jessie to disappear like that, without telling her where she was going.

Jessie had walked some four or five miles along a river bank bush track, feeling weary she stop for a rest under an old oak tree to rest.

She must have drifted off to sleep for some hours, as when she woke it was dark, she couldn’t see a thing, there was fog in every direction, thick as pea soup, so many noises around her, they seemed to be coming from every direction, she was very frighten

Thump! What was that noise?

Turning around she could see nothing, but she had a feeling she was being followed, by what she didn’t know.

Very scared, she started to panic, her heart was pounding away, then a bird called out in the tree above her, that was as much as she could take, she started walking along the edge of a river, remembering that sooner or later she must come to some kind of life, a camper or someone else surely, funny she hadn’t seen anyone all day.

Realizing she wasn’t going to get very far without endangering her life in this thick fog along a river bed she decided to follow a narrow track up the bank, within the distance she could see what looked like a light shining or maybe it was the moon off in the distance.

She reached the top, there was a road in front of her, must have been car light’s she had seen from the distance.

She thought to herself, I will keep walking along the road I can see better in the fog, and it will be a whole lot safer than down on the river bed with those scary noises that seemed to be following her.

She keep slowly walking along the road when all of a sudden around the corner appeared a dog, she was so excited as she recognized it, it was Paul’s dog, a neighbor that lived a few miles from her home, still walking with the dog beside her barking loudly she continued walking slowly through the fog.

All of a sudden there was a loud yell it was Paul he had been out looking for her.

In her confusion she had made a turn which ended up walking back the way she had come, Paul’s dog had found her in the fog, Paul had heard the barking and followed the sound, yes, “a friend show’s up” she was so happy, knowing she would finally return back to her mother, she was going to have a talk with her and get things sorted out, about her stepfather.

A Lie is Told

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Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes.

A Lie is Told

Everything was starting to look like it was going to be a tower of strength.

The scaffolding was nearly complete, everything was ready, timber and materials for the structure were starting to arrive, some by trucks and, even a courier left a parcel with a man that looked like he was in charge as he was checking things off on a list, as stuff was being unloaded.

By the middle of the day people walking by had been remarking how quick the building was progressing, the men had really set everything moving at a fast pace, there was quite a whirl of excitement, everyone was wondering what it was going to look like when finished, it had been a plan in progress for some months.

Later that day when all had finished their day’s work and gone home the man that had been checking off everything that had been delivered, decided that some of the timber was what he needed to finish off his back deck, as when he thought everyone was gone, and no one was watching, he loaded the required timber into his van, drove out locking the gates behind him.

There was one thing he didn’t know.

He thought he had got away with his bad deed for the day, but the carpenters had already sorted and measured the boards, that he had removed, ready for an early start in the morning.

The following day as the men were continuing with the structure to start the next level, one guy said to the other ” I thought we had that timber all worked out to start the work today”.

We seem to have some missing.

Yes, we did, the other guy said.

He replied, you usually have everything right, so I didn’t check, just took your answer as correct.

Yes, it was correct, I check it twice, someone must have removed it to another spot, but I don’t know who we were the last to leave, except for the guy that locks up.

I will go and ask Steve, he was checking the materials last night as I left, maybe he put them somewhere else.

So off he went to ask Steve about the missing boards.

Guess what, that was the bloke that had removed the materials he required for his deck in the back of his van.

He replied “yes I counted it all, as it was delivered, it was correct.

Are you sure you had it all their last night, if so who would have removed it, I didn’t remove any of it, nobody could have got in, the gate was locked and alarm set?

Steve was starting to freak out, how was he going to cover up that theft, when the owner of the building ask him what happen to the boards, as it didn’t match up to what was marked off as delivered.

A lie is told once when repeated it never is the same, how long before the truth comes out.

This is my first post for “Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes Prompt Challenge” would appreciate any helpful comments where I can improve with my writing.