Welcome to the 100 Word Stories podcast at oneadayuntilthedayidie.com.
This is the Weekly Challenge, where I post a topic and then challenge you to come up with a 100 word story based on that topic.
We’ve got stories by:
- Lizzie
- Richard
- Serendipity
- Jerry
- Tom
- Jon
- Norval Joe
- Duane
- Planet Z
LIZZIE
Corner
Go to your corner, they said. And I did. I went to my corner. I was only a child and I had to obey.
Today, I am not a child anymore.
When they say, go to your corner, I laugh and walk away.
Today, I am an adult and my corner is not their corner. My corner is my place and it’s my world and it’s my people. My corner is not obeying anymore, no.
When they say, why have you changed so much, I laugh and walk away.
Today, I choose my corners and smile and live and shine.
RICHARD
Life Lessons
On reflection most of my time at school was spent outside the classroom.
If I wasn’t doing penance by standing in the corridor, I was waiting in the secretary’s office, sent to see the head teacher.
That was when I actually got to school in the first place: Often I’d bunk off for the day, or hang around the bike sheds well after break times and lunch had ended.
Even when I was in class, I’d usually find myself stood in the corner for misbehaving.
Miraculously, somehow I became a teacher.
And none of my classes will ever make those same mistakes!
SERENDIPIDY
They gave me the corner plot, as far from ‘decent folk’ as they could put me.
If they’d had their way, they’d have burned me at the stake and scattered my ashes far and wide; but civic duty prevailed, and I received a proper burial, although those attending only did so to ensure I was buried deep.
Not that it matters.
Every night, I dig myself out and head off into the night to continue my unspeakable work.
And every morning, before sunrise, I return to the darkness of the earth.
They really should have burned me at the stake!
JERRY
The howls of the wolfs sounded around the
Leaving the sheltering cave with its warm fire had been a bad mistake but I had to have food.
It had been three days since I ate the last of the dried berries.
I needed to find meat before weakness overcame me.
The howls of the
I was freezing.
I needed a corner to hide in, eat the squeaker, and get warm.
If I remembered my school lessons a corner was always 90 degrees.
TOM
God Rest Yee
In the corner laden with a layer of dust rested Timmy’s crutch. When Timmy’s grandchildren came to visit he would tell the tale of a Christmas long ago when the spirits of the holiday had soften the heart of his mentor Ebenezer. The youngest, Cindy Loo, ask if her grandpa was really that tiny a child. He smile and told her if it had been for his father’s employer he would have likely never grew any big. Cindy look confused. Timmy picked her up and place her on this shoulder. “Let go find some mistletoe.” Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence
JON
The Corner of the Year
By
Jon DeCles
I am so tired of people telling me Christmas is over, or trying to promote the buildup as the Twelve Days of Cashmas.The fact is, the Season of Christmas is defined as the time between the first Sunday of Advent (four weeks before Christmas Day) and the Epiphany, January Sixth. The Twelve Days of Christmas are the days between Christmas and Epiphany. We get this celebration, and the Christmas Carol, from England, so we can follow English practice. Twelfth Night is January Fifth. The night when we turn the corner of the cycle and don’t party for a while.
NORVAL JOE
The following Monday morning, Billbert waited for the school bus. Things appeared almost back to normal. His dad had finally stopped freaking out and his mother seemed to just shrug off the fact that someone had seen his superpower.
Until Linoliumanda rounded the corner. The second she saw Billbert, she ran for him and grabbed his hand. “Come on. Let’s fly to school.”
“Slow down,” Billbert said, nervously looking around and relieved to find no one else had come to the bus stop yet. “No one’s supposed to know about my superpower. Besides, I don’t have my plastic grocery bag.”
DUANE
Corner
It was hard to breathe. I stood with my back to the corner and tried to be invisible. The urge for flight or fight was kicking in along with a big dose of adrenaline. All I had was my guitar. I could use it as a weapon if I needed to. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that. I started moving along the wall towards the hall. As I made the turn and started down the hall there was shouting. Someone yelled my name. I heard a crowd roar. I turned back and started forward, doing what I’ve always done.
PLANET Z
I used to work in an office with no windows.
But I’m moving to a corner office.
It has a beautiful view of the city and the sunsets are gorgeous.
Lots of natural light, which my doctor says I need much more of.
There’s a lot more room in there, too.
Even though two of the office’s walls are used up by windows, there’s the same amount of wall space available.
It’s perfect… for someone who isn’t terrified of heights.
I’m worried that if I lean back to far… just like this…
Wait. Did you hear a cracking sound, too?