Friday Fictioneers: Blurry Vision

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields who provides us with a photo prompt. Each week’s challenge is to write a 100-word story inspired by the photo. Click here to play along or just read more stories.

PHOTO PROMPT © Susan Eames

Blurry Vision

Wendy struggled to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry. The pain was intense.

What happened? She closed her eyes, tried to remember. A silhouette of a man. He lunged for her. Hands all around her, grabbing at her.

Footsteps. Wendy’s eyes shot open, and she jumped up. The blood rushed to her head. It throbbed.

“You’re awake.”

“Lisa? What happened? There was a man.”

“Yeah, there was a man. You were checking him out when you slipped on the ice. He tried to catch you. I tried to catch you, but you went down fast and hit your head.”


Five years ago today, Charlie had her only litter. She had four healthy puppies, two boys and two girls. I don’t think she was happy that we kept two of them.

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    1. You’re free to write whatever epilogue you want. Thank you.

      Charlie really liked being an only dog. She used to go everywhere with me. Now, she has to share the treats, love, and only gets a quarter of the rides.

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  1. The way I’m reading this is there were two men, one she was checking out and one who helped break her fall when she slipped. The man who helped break her fall is with her in the hospital, waiting for her to wake up to tell her he saved her? Or was there only one man? In any case, she’s alive and only wearing a cast, hopefully in a safe place.

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    1. Wendy was walking with Lisa. Wendy was distracted by a gentleman passing by. She looked at him, then slipped on the ice. Lisa and the mysterious gentleman both grabbed for Wendy as she slipped. Both missed. Wendy hit her head and twisted her ankle in the process. When we meet Wendy, she’s waking up in the hospital. Lisa enters to explain what happened.

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    1. I’m not sure what you’re reading as gaslighting. It might be just your warped mind. Thanks, T.

      Well, you know, part of my job is selling puppies. There’s one on my lap right now. Her puppies could be for sale in a year if all goes well. I could probably get you a good deal. Or perhaps we could work out a trade. Wallaby? Koala? Murder bear?

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      1. I read something sinister in “A silhouette of a man. He lunged for her. Hands all around her, grabbing at her.” And the friend gaslighted at the end by claiming the man saved her.

        You’re just trying to lure me with puppies. You’re like the man in your story. 😛

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    1. Yeah, physical therapy. I gave no thought to beyond the story. My sole purpose was to make everybody think something sinister was going on when it wasn’t. There is a choose your own ending ambiguity.

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