Friday Fictioneers: Faded

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.

I couldn’t resist.

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson


Ghosts of faded memories haunted him, even as the memories blurred. Colors dulled and features eroded. Smiles disappeared into the shadows.

Names were redacted from his memory. Familiar faces were relegated to strangers.

His secrets weren’t forgotten, just buried.

When the time came, gasping for breath, he raspily wheezed out, “Dale.”

His family couldn’t decide what it meant or agree on his final word or if it was even a word.


“I found this picture in Grandpa’s things. Who do you think it is?”

“It’s not Grandma or Mom. It says, ‘Dale Rogerson.’”

“Who the hell is Dale Rogerson?”


34 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers: Faded

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    1. Life’s full of tragedies. If we can’t find the little things to get us through, we’ll get buried under them.

      There are always similarities in stories. We all use the same picture for inspiration. I’ll head over and read yours.

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  1. Dear Nobbin,

    That’s what I want to know. Who the hell is Dale Rogerson? She keeps showing up in my chat window. Has been now for at least 8 years…might be 9. I wonder what Grandpa’s relationship with her was. I guess we’ll never know.
    Suffice it to say, I loved this story and, as always, your reading of it. Fun stuff.



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