3WW

Welcome to another 3 Word Wednesday. Yes, I know it's late and that I already have a Wednesday post… but ya know? That's okay. And… here, in the actual words of our esteemed leader, Bone, are the instructions:

Welcome to Three Word Wednesday.

Each week, I will post three (or more) random words. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write something using all of those words. It can be a few lines, a story, a poem, anything. This is a writing exercise. It doesn't have to be perfect. The idea is to let your mind wander and write what it will. I'll also attempt to write something using the same three words.

Leave a comment if you participate.

This week's words are:
Easily
Type
Shattered


The wind shook the shutters on the old house as lightening flashed outside. Fiona cast an anxious look at the flickering lights. With the wiring in this old house, she was none too sure the lights would hold up. At least Gary and Bucky had insisted on making sure the oil lamps were filled. After the last excursion, she wasn't looking forward to going back in the cellar to flip the major switch. Her ankle still ached from twisting it when she fell.

A clap of thunder filled the house and the crystal vase she was holding slipped and shattered on the tile floor.

"Damn." She never used to be the type of person who was easily scared, but the last week or so everything made her jump. What was wrong with her?

A strong gush of wind caught the French doors and blew them open. Rain poured in through the open door and Fiona rushed to close them before anything else got damaged. After she cleaned up the broken glass, she decided working wasn't what she needed to be doing. She'd go out to Linda Sue's and take Shadow out, but he hated storms even worse than she did. Since she was too restless to read and too nervous to safely pack the crystal up, maybe she would go to the gym. Maybe a workout would calm her down.

She locked the door and stood a minute on the porch, watching the rain gush off the eaves and smelling the freshness. Lightening lit up the yard and Fiona saw a figure standing next to the swamp oak tree in the middle of the yard. She gasped and took a step back toward the door. Another flash. Fiona kept her gaze fixed on the tree, but couldn't see anyone. Surely she hadn't imagined it. What should she do? Make a dash for the car and hope whoever was there, if there had been anyone was gone? Or should she go back in the house and call someone? Maybe make a fool out of herself. She chewed on her lower lip.

Well, as her granddaddy used to say, even a poor decision was better than none. Clutching her raincoat around her, she ran down the walkway through the front gate. Strong hands closed around her arm and she screamed.

Comments

  1. A cliffhanger! I love it!!!! Will you continue it with next weeks words? I can't wait to see!
    I grew up in an old Victorian house, and our lights never stayed on during storms!!
    I played too :-)

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  2. Another great Fiona story! Love those....

    And thanks for your comment on my 3WW... yes it can be developed because it's "based on actual events" as they say :-) But no in the "You're so vain" vein.... vain, vein... I crack myself up!

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  3. Anonymous9:49 PM

    wow that was great!!! I feel like I need to take a few more english classes after that... :) So what happens next! You cant just leave me hangin' like that!!!

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  4. Esteemed leader? lol

    This was very suspenseful. Excellent. I, too, am wondering if it shall be continued :)

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  5. Anonymous5:56 AM

    The detail is wonderful

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  6. You and your cliffhangers! Will we ever learn the end...or do we need to buy the book? LOL

    great story.

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  7. once you decide to publish your writings, your books would be best-sellers of all time!

    i admire your creativity and the sharpness of your mind! whew! you are gifted!!!

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  8. Great story!

    Thanks for stopping by and sure, you can steal Katie's dragon and baby Santa Claus story. You can also borrow her for a weekend!! Hehehe!

    I'm going to steal you meme from yesterday!

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