A Fairy Tale: 28 Years Later

Once upon a time there was a young woman who was taking care of her mother. It was on this day that her mother was having a bad reaction to her chemotherapy and felt really, really awful. The young woman didn’t want to leave her mother alone so she waited with her for her father to come home. This didn’t upset the young woman because although she knew she would be late for the party, she would still have plenty of time to go and have fun.

After a little while the young woman’s father came home and she was able to go to the party. She was having a lot of fun. Her sister was there and so were many of her friends. Suddenly, the young woman saw a young man on the other side of the room. The young woman stared at him, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

The young woman was filled with joy at the prospect of meeting the young man. She told her sister that this was the man of her dreams and that she would marry him and live happily ever after. The sister laughed at her. The sister told her she was foolish and she shouldn’t say such ridiculous things.

The young woman was able to get the young man’s attention and they started to talk. They liked each other a lot. They left the party together and decided to spend more of their time alone so they could get to know each other better. They were falling in love.

The young woman thought about the night of the party and smiled. She was able to help her mother and she felt blessed to find the man of her dreams. The young woman was very happy and would still remember that night 28 years later!

The End

©2022 CBialczak

Reunited: Story Challenge in 99-words

May 16, 2022, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about when a newly released prisoner meets the disabled veteran who adopted the puppy the prisoner trained behind bars. The prompt is based on the short story I wrote for Marsha Ingrao’s Story Chat. Yes, rewrite my story in your words, 99, no more, no less. Go where the prompt leads! Find this prompt and the story at Carrot Ranch

Jessie stepped off the bus into the dusty heat. Instantly his lips dried and his throat felt scratchy. 
Walking into the station, Jessie looked around. The old guy at the counter looked up.
Can I help you?”
“Sure, I’m looking for Merle.”
The old guy stood up and Jessie noticed he was missing his right arm. 
Bounding out behind him a golden lab ran at Jessie.
“Darn dog! Stay!”
Jessie caught the dog in his arms and smiled. “Hey, girl!”
“How do you know my dog?”
“I was her trainer, up at the prison. She must’ve recognized my voice.”

2022 CBialczak

Friday Fictioneers!

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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A shadow lurked in the hidden recess of the abandoned doorway. No one would see him here, nor would they think they had to look for anything. He had the city glued to his every movement, his every activity but they hadn’t been able to find any clues as to who this man was who was taking innocent women from their homes and leaving them for dead in the ruins.
What he didn’t foresee was what would become of his next victim. She was stronger than most and she would survive his torture, so that she could bring him in. 

©2022 CBialczak Fiction

Friday Fictioneers

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Marcia walked in and saw that all the tables on the perimeter were taken. Inside she cringed. She really didn’t want to meet Brian, her blind date, and be seated in the center of all the people. She didn’t know what he looked like or what they would even talk about! How embarrassing if they sit there silently eating their meal in front of everyone. She would feel awkward. It felt like if you were going to sit where you were the center of attention you should at least look like you are happy and having fun. (100 words)

©2022 CBialczak Fiction

Three Things Challenge #816

Hosted by Di at pensitivity101

Your three things today are:

A curtain of confusion veiled her eyes as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. The old man, dressed in a dirty, torn overcoat held out a crooked hand, clad with cut off gloves exposing dirty fingernails, to the little girl in front of him. He was handing her a tissue, clean and white, to dry up her tears, falling as she looked up at the beautiful Christmas tree before her. To see this token of charity, in sort of “typical” reversal was amazing and Betty felt a tear roll down her own cheek. Why she was so perplexed made her heart skip a beat, realizing she didn’t have to have pity for this man who was so charming despite his outward appearance.

Wordle 511

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The Criminal Cruncher: A superhero story

Sparks were flying as the legendary superhero raced through the streets in his sports car turned criminal catcher. The Criminal Cruncher was a spontaneous hero who could often be seen rising in the sky with a ring encircling him like the planet Saturn. The heat’s high temperature, which was emitted from the Cruncher’s car was a far cry from the temperature of the sun but it could still melt a criminal, landing him incapacitated instead of incarcerated. The Criminal Cruncher knew his powers were like magic and were what would make the future possible for the civilians in the city, though dressed in his black garb he was more ominous than hopeful. Somehow the Cruncher knew he had to find a way to rekindle  the hope of the people or all of his work would be for nothing.

©2021 CBialczak Fiction

Wordle 508

by bwarren

The child rose from the grassy area under the tree where he had been admiring the card from his schoolmate. He had seen a form in the sky that surprised him as it looked like a dragon rising up into the sky. There were dark clouds that looked like fire coming from the ferocious beast. The poor child was scared by the sight and began breathing heavily as the effervescent being drifted closer to the tree. He closed his eyes as if his lids formed a safe border between him and the monster. When he opened them again the sky sparkled off tiny raindrops like the finery in his mother’s jewelry box. He finally felt safe.


©2021 CBialczak

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle 506

Find it here: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/06/20/wordle-506/

The Message

She looked out the window as the rain poured from the sky. The past few weeks had been a terrible drought so the rain was very welcome. She believed in God, a god, and felt that the rain coming down on a night like today was a symbol of courage, some sort of sign that God had been listening to them. She thought of the history of her hometown and how the people who lived here still believed in faith. Not a week had gone by, nor had any resident ever let an occasion slide by, without giving thanks for all  they had. In the end, wasn’t it an onslaught of prayer and belief by the people who taught the younger generations the rights and wrongs of life here? 

Three Line Tales 259

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The trip was going to be a great one complete with people with common interests who desire to challenge themselves.
No one knew they would be carrying the bikes rather than riding them.
This was one of the best tests the group could have imagined and felt proud knowing that they would conquer the obstacle and endure.

©2021 CBialczak 3 Line Tale

Fandango’s Friday Flashback

I posted this originally on January 26, 2020. I only went 6 months back because I haven’t hit the one year mark yet!


Jack’s Ring

From the top of the stone wall, Jack could see the crystal in the rock formation shimmering in the sunlight. The shining rock seemed to blink in the sun as the clouds moved slowly across the sky, blocking sunlight at small intervals. Jack could just imagine taking a piece of that crystal and mounting it on a beautiful gold ring for his soon to be fiancé.  

He started down the embankment, fixing his vision on the stone. Once he was able to chip off his portion, he would check to make sure it was clear enough and would still fit in the setting. He knew the tone of the gold would accent the gem and was sure Pam would love it.  

After leaving the jeweler, Jack headed toward the hotel’s lounge, knowing Pam was waiting for him. He could not believe his eyes when he saw Pam in her tight black dress and matching black pumps with the stiletto heels. He was so lucky to have this beautiful woman and was excited to ask her to take his hand in marriage.  

©2020 CBialczak