Hello Ladies and Gentlemen! Can you guess what time it is? Yes! It’s Friday Fictioneer time again my friends. That time of the week where countless writers get together to write a story or poem from one picture. That time of the week where countless readers get to enjoy the numerous writing efforts of talented people who try to string 100 words to make a complete story. Come one, come all to this tremendous, trendy treat of the week!
Our ring mistress is none other than the famous Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, who with a firm yet gentle hand guides us in this mighty endeavor. Please click on her name to join us! Thank you for your participation!
Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and an end. (No one will be ostracized for going over or under the word count.)
Make every word count.
Here is my story, all comments are appreciated!
Genre: Science Fiction (100 words)
Why did he ever come to this backwater world anyway? Mikal thought to himself as he finally spotted what he needed.
‘See the sights, broaden your horizons’, his friends told him. Now all he wanted to do is go back to his nice modern world. He was so tired of trying to use such outdated ancient contraptions!
In this world one had to use a device called a “phone”. They also had to pay for this privilege!
Mikal dropped in his antique metal money and dialed a long number.
A short moment later there was a bright light above him and he was teleported home.